WHO: sam drake, beth greene, laura kint, & YOU WHAT: open post to try and get back into the groove. starters in comments, hmu for something custom. WHEN: post-modplot, generally in august WHERE: the gallows, kirkwall NOTES: tbd
Laura considers this as they walk. There are places she likes that are closed by now - most of them, in fact. But she's found a few taverns that appeal to her, and most of those are still serving drinks at this hour.
"Do you want to eat food, or just drink something?" she asks, after thinking through the options.
"I used to get lost," Laura tells her, because this seems like an opportunity to sympathize. They take a right, decidedly not through an alleyway. "If you cannot find your way, go toward the smell of fish. Going back to the Gallows is easier from the docks."
"Thanks." That's really helpful. Abby's going to file that away for later. She's trying to memorise where they're going right now but it's difficult, because this place is like a maze. A lot of it looks the same to her.
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"Do you want to eat food, or just drink something?" she asks, after thinking through the options.
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"... This place is a lot bigger than I thought it was. Kinda thought I'd be back by now, but I got lost a few times."
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"Where we headed?"