[Closed] Got A Light?

[sulahnan]

WHO: Athessa, Leander, Colin?, Benedict??
WHAT: Walking the parapet aka trying to get that cigarette case
WHEN: the days before Satinalia
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES: following this plan, loosely

Despite all the planning, plotting, scheming that's been happening, when Athessa comes across Leander on the ramparts of the Gallows, it actually is by happenstance alone and not because she was looking for him.

The unfortunate part of this is that it means she's not as prepared as she'd like to be, but maybe that's a blessing in disguise. Maybe that's the elfroot talking. If elfroot could talk, what would it say?

"See any red birds?" She asks, the game they played while traveling a while back well remembered.

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[sulahnan]

Finally. That's the proof she needs: he keeps the case on him, uses it for its intended purpose, no less.

He's just not its intended person.

She leans forward again, interest clearly piqued. "Wow, that case is beautiful. Looks hand-made, did you make it?"

[sarcophage]

Maker's tits, this girl. He finishes lighting up, draws and sighs a mouthful of smoke—you aren't supposed to inhale these little cigars, they say, though often he does—without too much obvious exasperation, and finally turns to eye her mostly sideways.

"Lovely little thing, isn't it?" Fingers clap the box shut, close around it. "But, no; I bought it."

[sulahnan]

"From where? That doesn't look like anything I've seen in the market stalls."

[sarcophage]

"At an auction."

Calm neutrality settles on him like a layer of ash. This cigarette case is more popular than anything else he owns, lately—while suspicion hasn't properly snagged him, neither does he seem eager to show it off.

"I'm going to read my book now. If you'll excuse me."