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kiera canorus aurelius

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weasel's note: kiera's handwriting is a neat, flowing script somewhere between print and cursive.

they can most often be found at the barn, either tending to animals or in the attached stablemaster's quarters, or at the watchtower bar, either as a patron or occasionally tending bar.

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[cryopathy]

[it's hard to tell, looking back, which one of the two was or is more desperate for a lifeline. kiera slipped up, and likely will again, but for now, they heed his request and clutch at his hand.]

What could possibly be worse?

[unheiring]

Well...

[He cracks a humorless smile. To be honest, he looks scared more than anything.]

The Emissary and I are - [A shrug.] Not together. But we have been.

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[kiera's jaw drops. they're silent, for a long moment. the possibility that they will explode in temper this time is very real. they seem precariously close to boiling over...

... when their face twists not into rage, but disgust.]

Luca! You fucked a fish?!

[unheiring]

I never said that!!!

[But Luca's face blazes with heat. He releases Kiera's hand, opting to instead shrink down. Now in a crouch, he wraps his arms around his knees, then presses his forehead to them as well. It's only once he's in that position that he mumbles.]

But yes. Several times.

[cryopathy]

[they have to resist gagging. it's actually very difficult. out of all of luca's ill-advised decisions over the past years... he's correct, this is by far the worst.

after taking some time to breathe deeply, kiera leans over the bar to glare at luca's pathetic form. their next word is hissed, but surely he'll find the humor underneath it all.]

Harlot.

[unheiring]

[Well that snaps Luca out of he. He rises up from his position and immediately goes for a swing.

Sure, it's wide and loose and has no real force behind it. But still.]

Kiera!!!

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[ohh, they see him coming a mile away (as he surely plans) so they simply throw up their arm to block and redirect him, then proceed to keel over in their own laughter.]

Oh, come, now! I deserve to say it to you at least once, all things considered!

[unheiring]

One man! One! I guarantee you had more than you could count in that time frame! Never mind the women, or anyone else!

[Like Kiera, Luca can't help but laugh. It's a light, delighted sound. Probably the clearest they've heard him laugh in a long time.]

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[his laughter is contagious, in itself. kiera's own laughter is typically much more reserved, but this... this is loud and unabashed.]

Many men and women, yes! But no fish!

[unheiring]

[Luca huffs. And then when that isn't enough, he sticks his middle finger up.]

You're such a bitch, Kiera.

[Said with a smirk.]

[cryopathy]

[is he trying to kill her? she can't breathe!]

Very mature, Lord Aurelius!

[unheiring]

I am mature! I am very mature!

[He says while sticking his tongue out.]