Mai-Ly (
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sweethymns2015-06-09 01:01 pm
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(Another thing he has in common with his half-brother: the art of the smile.) ]
Your place is probably the safest. We'll cut through a few nice places on the way there, so it won't be a total waste of a day.
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Is there anyone else who would care to join us? Or will it just be us three?
[
coughhiolderbrothercoughIona looks at Oren in confusion as she stands up, pulling Gus with her.]1/2
Huh? Who else are you even going to invi—
[ —Wait. Wait a damn second. ]
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He steps out from the nearest corner, in his customary prim three-piece suit, his expression a mild mixture of exasperation and detachment. ]
Auguste.
...Miss Iona, Oren.
[ Gus looking confused count: rising. Claude, on his end, looks composed enough. ]
I trust you've all been better, so I won't ask. Shall we go, then?
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Alright. Talk later, back to the Grind first. I feel like we're gonna take a while to sort things out, so Oren, tea for everyone and sandwiches if there's enough supplies.
[Oren bows his head in compliance and is first to walk ahead to make sure the paths aren't filled with goons before allowing Gus to lead the way.
What a tangle they've gotten themselves into indeed.]