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Bastien ([personal profile] cozen) wrote in [personal profile] bouchonne 2022-06-21 03:20 pm (UTC)

[ As predicted, Bastien cuts short his forceful coffee-scented exhale in favor of turning to protect the basket's contents from view. Though, ]

Nothing exciting. No puppies.

[ He will never in his life manage to bring Byerly a basket of anything better than a hound puppy. Maybe as good, when they someday get her a sibling, but never better.

He starts walking, headed deeper into the city from the shoreline. No fancy bakeries or Orlesian-run cafés, here, but someone will be selling coffee for the sailors.

There is also coffee in the Gallows. But they spend so much time there, surrounded by walls and eerily empty spaces, and here the street is teeming with people and activity and the mountains and Hightown are rising dramatically ahead of them. ]


You know, I realized on the way down, we do not have to do the crickets to Percy. You could go to dinner with the Antivans— [ unquestionably Byerly's role, in this party-splitting idea; he's the Ambassador ] —and I could go to his game and be there long enough not to offend him.

But I kind of want to do the crickets. He deserves it.

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