[Semi-closed] A tisket, a tasket

[justice_is_blond]

WHO: Anders, Teren, Kit, Julius, Thranduil, Fern, possibly others
WHAT: Various starters for the month
WHEN: Throughout the month
WHERE: All over Kirkwall
NOTES: Wanna plot something with Anders? Poke me on plurk!

[Cheerful dooting.]

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[justice_is_blond]

He grunts in agreement, taking a breath before he gets back up to his feet.

"Thank you." His voice is quiet, eyes downcast. He'd needed someone to save him yet again. "I'm sorry. I appreciate the backup, but I'm sorry you got caught in it. Can I buy you a drink? Pay you back a little?"

[ragweed]

Kit dusts some dirt off his armour and manages a grim little laugh. "No need to apologize, salroka--I'm just glad I got here in time to help. I'll take that drink though," he adds, smiling. "I'm plum out of coin for buying my own."

[justice_is_blond]

He can hear the smile in Kit's voice and it has him looking over at the Dwarf and giving him a faint smile back. There are times he forgets that some people are friendly and nice and don't hold it against him.

"Hanged Man, or do you have another preference?" He dusts off his own robes and turns toward the exit of Darktown; there may be chores left undone today but he's done down here for now.

[ragweed]

"Hanged Man is good enough for me," Kit replies; he doesn't sound cheerful, exactly, but he's the kind of guy who learned early on how to bounce back from a fight. It was a requirement for survival, both in Dust Town and the Deep Roads.

When Anders turns to leave, Kit falls into step beside him, equally glad to put this place behind them.