lamb_of_gold (
lamb_of_gold) wrote in
realityshifted2008-10-06 12:34 am
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[Be vewy vewy quiet. Mu's working on something, and it's amazingly not a cloth. He's back and bundled up in his chuba, and his hair is tied up much higher than it normally is and tucked in on itself to make a loose bun. His face and ears are showing signs of windburn again, but he doesn't seem to mind too much.
His attention is focused on a thick gold band in his hands, into which he's carefully carving out small designs and ornaments. Also folded in his lap is a necklace made up of many different beads, including bits of turquoise and coral.]
His attention is focused on a thick gold band in his hands, into which he's carefully carving out small designs and ornaments. Also folded in his lap is a necklace made up of many different beads, including bits of turquoise and coral.]

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Is the necklace going to be his, too?
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How have you been, by the way? How are the Saints?
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[Looks at him a moment] You're ill again.
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Oh. It's strange, actually--I don't get sick that often, but this is the second time since coming here. I got caught in the rain a few days ago.
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Perhaps it is the adjustment to your current living arrangements that is throwing your system off balance? [Something about his tone suggests he might think otherwise]
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