[ may catchall ]

[wythersake]

WHO: Isaac, Cedric, Lazar + Clarisse, others, you??
WHAT: Open & closed prompts for a bit
WHEN: Vaguely post-attacks, like enough that it isn't silly
WHERE: Here n' there
NOTES: Adding these as I go. Wildcards welcome. HMU on plurk or Discord if you want anything bespoke.

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[dissolving]

"Uh-huh," He stoops to heft the file-box. "Now you really are trying to get me moved."

His expression sobers a little. A beat, a glance over the broken courtyard, before Cedric adds:

"If you do need a hand, grab me any time. I mean that." Doesn't know shit for siege weapons, but he can carry well as another. Maybe even without throwing his back out - "Be in a world more hurt if we didn't have those bolts."

[thereneverwas]

Barrow's chuckle is deep and resonant, his eyes closing for a moment as he enjoys the joke. His head lolls back to regard Cedric then, his smile fond and sincere.

"Thanks, mate," he agrees, "and you know the same goes the other way." He can be diplomatic. ...when he has to,

[dissolving]

"May take you up on that," He doesn't have the letter handy, but he knows it's there. "There's work near the front needs doing. Supply division."

Supply capture, first. That bit may not go so ugly as dicing things up to share. There are others he ought to ask first: Jayce, Strange, Vanya, Viktor, Loxley, Kostos - all named in the prior reports. Novoa, too; the only elf, and the most relevant of it.

"It'll need some cool heads."

(So that's a no, on Kostos.)

ties bow?

[thereneverwas]

"Consider me conscripted," Barrow says with a nod, "anything to get me the fuck out of this mess for a few days."