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(( Harvestmere 19, Afternoon, @Merrill ))
A walk along the Wounded Coast. It was a good idea right? I mean she hadn’t had many jobs outside the city lately, and she wanted to make sure Merrill wasn’t feeling too cramped up in her home in the Alienage. Though Merrill always seemed to be in high spirits about her living arrangements, Josc had always wanted to help in some way that didn’t seem like she was pitying. Because she certainly wasn’t doing that. Merrill might have seemed flighty at times, but she was a grown woman, and she could take care of herself. Mostly.
So today was more about spending a day with her friend, and giving Algernon a bit of exercise. She had brought a leather ball to toss now and again so he could go chase it, which right now he was doing. So in the span of time he would roll around in the sand with it before returning, she turned to Merrill.
“I think he likes getting dirty more than he likes playing with the ball.” She grinned, catching a glance of the large mabari acting like a puppy. “I know this isn’t the most exciting thing we could do, but I needed out of the city for a while. That and we haven’t gotten to spend much time together at all lately. How are you doing, Merrill?”
She avoided the topic of the mirror because she still wasn’t wholly sure how she felt about the thing. Merrill’s keen interest in fixing it was respectable, and while Josc didn’t think anything ill of the elven woman, blood magic still chilled her even when she used it to help her. At any rate, keeping those topics closed off for now would make for better conversation anyway.
“Any adventures in the city I haven’t heard about yet?” Algernon returned with the ball, and dropped it at their feet. She picked it up and held it out to Merrill. “Wanna give it a toss?”
A walk along the Wounded Coast. It was a good idea right? I mean she hadn’t had many jobs outside the city lately, and she wanted to make sure Merrill wasn’t feeling too cramped up in her home in the Alienage. Though Merrill always seemed to be in high spirits about her living arrangements, Josc had always wanted to help in some way that didn’t seem like she was pitying. Because she certainly wasn’t doing that. Merrill might have seemed flighty at times, but she was a grown woman, and she could take care of herself. Mostly.
So today was more about spending a day with her friend, and giving Algernon a bit of exercise. She had brought a leather ball to toss now and again so he could go chase it, which right now he was doing. So in the span of time he would roll around in the sand with it before returning, she turned to Merrill.
“I think he likes getting dirty more than he likes playing with the ball.” She grinned, catching a glance of the large mabari acting like a puppy. “I know this isn’t the most exciting thing we could do, but I needed out of the city for a while. That and we haven’t gotten to spend much time together at all lately. How are you doing, Merrill?”
She avoided the topic of the mirror because she still wasn’t wholly sure how she felt about the thing. Merrill’s keen interest in fixing it was respectable, and while Josc didn’t think anything ill of the elven woman, blood magic still chilled her even when she used it to help her. At any rate, keeping those topics closed off for now would make for better conversation anyway.
“Any adventures in the city I haven’t heard about yet?” Algernon returned with the ball, and dropped it at their feet. She picked it up and held it out to Merrill. “Wanna give it a toss?”