closed | for want of wit, to memory now i can't recall,

[murderbaby]

WHO: Mhav, Jone, Amos, and some others.
WHAT: This is a catch-all post for some starters I owe.
WHEN: Post-dream, Mid-Guardian.
WHERE: Gallows, Kirkwall generally.
NOTES: I will keep you informed if something horrible happens.

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[innerharbor]

Amos knows how to tune out the parts he doesn't find interesting (or can't make sense of), or he'd be dead of boredom by now. He hums along, making a vague affirmative when he feels he's supposed to, and paints red in the swooping lines of the pachinko machine.

When it's worth talking, he talks. "Can you figure a way to drop altitude fast? That'd fucking help maneuvers."

It's not quite a flip and burn, but let him dream.