[ As true a statement as any: No, not a punch, then. Not a spell.
Not an answer, either. His hand doesn't stray back toward the rack, its tidy line of metal. Not yet.
Light filters through the end of day, a small hallway window; high bars. Glints from the edge of one gaudy ring, or perhaps that's only Isaac's imagination.
[Then it's too bad Flint brushes straight past the point.]
He's to be followed until the other division heads are content he's unlikely to do so again. I'm involving you because the two of you are familiar, and I can't say whether it would be worth warning him.
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He didn't say who.
[ As true a statement as any: No, not a punch, then. Not a spell.
Not an answer, either. His hand doesn't stray back toward the rack, its tidy line of metal. Not yet.
Light filters through the end of day, a small hallway window; high bars. Glints from the edge of one gaudy ring, or perhaps that's only Isaac's imagination.
A frozen buck. He doesn't blink. ]
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Does it matter?
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He's to be followed until the other division heads are content he's unlikely to do so again. I'm involving you because the two of you are familiar, and I can't say whether it would be worth warning him.
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Are you content?
[ has drawing attention fucked their little alliance ]