Sep 22, 2019 3:14 PM
Zevran rescues a Sarah
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“Are you sure it’s hers?”

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Wildling swipes a droplet out of the air with a finger, bringing it to her tongue. She grimaces slightly at the taste. “Well, whoever’s it is, they’re incredibly possessed.”

A few minutes go past of Wildling staring intently at the circling blood, before she sighs dramatically. “I need your help. This is taking too long.”

She presses her other hand to Zevran’s forehead. “Think of something distinctly her.”

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Zevran closes his eyes, and thinks hard about how Devera’s mouth tasted like copper. 

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Wildling snorts. “Gross.”

She closes her eyes too, breathing deeply. She has a strand, a little slip of the girl’s mind, if she just reached out a little further-

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Water. She sits by a large body of water, just sitting and playing with the water with her feet.

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“Got her. Let’s go get your girlfriend.”

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“Do not make me throw up on you.”

They leave the room as quickly as they entered it, Wildling tucking Devera’s blood into a little vial. In case they needed it. 

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The Docks are loud, so Devera has learnt. But it's easy to stay anonymous and even easier to get food when sailors are busy loading and unloading their ships.

She's fed and happy and free. The sun is shining and she's found a quiet and empty dock right at the edge of the district. It's a bit rickety, but she's a strong swimmer so she's not too worried.

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A familiar voice sounds behind her. “I know Bea’s isn’t the prettiest place, but I swear it’s clean.”

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Devera recognises the voice and laughs.

"I'm free, I really couldn't help myself."

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“Well, leaving a note would’ve been nice.” Zevran doesn’t sound put out at all. He sounds delighted

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"Can you read Tevene?"

She reaches down and splashes some water at him playfully.

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He skitters back from the splash, turning a mock insulted look at her. “I am a man of hidden depths and talents!”

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“He means no.”

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"And who are you; another Crow?"

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She gives Devera a very long look, titling her head this way and that. 

"Sure. Can see the appeal." Meets Devera's eyes. "I'm a Crow in the same way that you're mage."

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"Not much of a mage. My Master didn't deign to teach me."

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“And I’m not much of a Crow, to their deep disappointment.”

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"I've heard a lot about the Crows these last few days, the whole city talks about them in shadows and whispers. You both seem to be very... not that. To my benefit."

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Zevran looks at Wildling. 

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Wildling looks at Zevran. 

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“You’re the, ah, exception. Not the rule. To most we are precisely what the city sees."

He sounds rather sad. 

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"What changed? My stunning good looks and helplessness?"

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"I'm...going to go and see if they're selling those pastries I like."

She gives Zevran's elbow a squeeze as she goes.

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