The Captain's head tilts curiously toward Tristran's retreating back and Yvaine heaves and utterly doomed sort of sigh. Yeah, yeah - get a move on. She knows.
"Very well. I'm going," she mutters, glaring darkly as Tobias laughs. Too many people on this ship know far too much than she really prefers. "Don't you say a word, Tobias."
She follows him slowly - serving herself up another mental lecture as she walks - and braces her back to the side of the ship, chin tilted upward toward the night sky, glimmering like some sort of bottled firefly.
"Trying to hear if my sisters are gossiping about you?"
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Date: 2007-07-03 12:02 am (UTC)"Very well. I'm going," she mutters, glaring darkly as Tobias laughs. Too many people on this ship know far too much than she really prefers. "Don't you say a word, Tobias."
She follows him slowly - serving herself up another mental lecture as she walks - and braces her back to the side of the ship, chin tilted upward toward the night sky, glimmering like some sort of bottled firefly.
"Trying to hear if my sisters are gossiping about you?"