WHO: Fenris, Jone, & YOU. WHAT: Fenris & Jone are back in Kirkwall. WHEN: When... people... are back in Kirkwall... waves hand. WHERE: KIRKWALL NOTES: None yet.
A heavy crate enters the room before Derrica does, supported by her arms, shifted slightly as she walks to keep it from sliding out of her grip. Consequently, Fenris goes unnoticed until she drifts to the left, clearly intending to set it down against a wall.
Upon catching sight of him, she freezes, box clutched tighter, then hitched up with the aid of one thigh as she takes in the sight of Fenris, his cards, the markings on his hands.
Neither does Derrica, though after the initial confusion of walking in on someone she hadn't expected to see, she recovers herself enough to ask, "Are you waiting for someone?" over the top of the box.
And then, keeping herself more or less in his eyeline so as not to be rude, takes a few sideways steps so she can turn to deposit her cargo along the wall. It stirs some motes of dust, sends a small spider scuttling for cover, but the task is done.
Though she does think: This room really should be cleaned as well.
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Upon catching sight of him, she freezes, box clutched tighter, then hitched up with the aid of one thigh as she takes in the sight of Fenris, his cards, the markings on his hands.
"Hello."
For lack of anything else to say.
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"Hello," he returns. He's not really sure what happens after this.
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And then, keeping herself more or less in his eyeline so as not to be rude, takes a few sideways steps so she can turn to deposit her cargo along the wall. It stirs some motes of dust, sends a small spider scuttling for cover, but the task is done.
Though she does think: This room really should be cleaned as well.