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𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐝𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧. ([personal profile] brennvin) wrote in [community profile] faderift 2024-09-19 05:35 pm (UTC)

As soon as the rest of the table leaves, Astrid shoots Hermione a mildly aggrieved look because excuse you, she likes her exes big enough to climb,

oh, she’s really not great at this undercover work herself either, is she?

but she eventually turns her attention back to the dwarf beside her. Avigd seems to shrink in on himself, slumping in on the seat like a wilting flower. “Already did what you asked,” he says, still too loud. “You want to talk to Lemmit ‘bout the Ambassadoria, not me—”

“Shhhh.” Distressed, Astrid claps her hand over his mouth (very damp, ugh, gross) to shut him up; gods, he needs to stop talking so much in public. She nods to her companion. “You got any coins on you? We’re gonna pay your bill, Avigd, and then get you out of here to sober up. We’re just gettin’ you home nice and safe, like.”

If that sounds a little threatening, that’s on purpose.

She doesn’t actually want to hurt him; not this time, at least. But if they don’t get him back in line, someone else might realise outsiders have eyes and ears inside the Ambassadoria and that ain’t going to end well.

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