[ A muscle in Rejeh'li's jaw tightens. He would, though it'd have nothing to do with U'rajul's honor — whatever that is — and everything to do with the inconvenient nights he'd strolled past the street where U'rajul usually danced and found him missing.
Come to think of it, that big Roegadyn fool who'd stupidly sworn to get revenge for that minor slight a few seasons past was walking around with a bandage over the bridge of his nose...well, that could mean anything. ]
How is it? [ He looks into his cup, finally, as if contemplating whether to just down it all, and swallows a mouthful of wine. ] Your ankle.
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Date: 2018-06-03 03:31 am (UTC)Come to think of it, that big Roegadyn fool who'd stupidly sworn to get revenge for that minor slight a few seasons past was walking around with a bandage over the bridge of his nose...well, that could mean anything. ]
How is it? [ He looks into his cup, finally, as if contemplating whether to just down it all, and swallows a mouthful of wine. ] Your ankle.