essea: (7.)
ɪᴏʀᴠᴇᴛʜ. ([personal profile] essea) wrote 2024-09-23 05:38 am (UTC)

[ Standing right behind Astarion, Akabi shouts: "CHOOSE AN ITEM, OR GET NOTHING AT ALL!" Obviously, the djinni is aware that the consolation prizes are all garbage, but that won't stop him from trying to peddle them off. It's the principle of the thing.

Iorveth, still dripping, combs his sodden bangs away from his face.
] Gods, I can feel my sanity leaving my body.

Take the gloves― I'm liable to burn this place to the ground if we stay any longer.

[ He wouldn't, but saying so allays a portion of his irritation. He sniffs his collar, and cringes at the scent of stale water; he refrains from touching Astarion with his boggy hands, and swiftly turns from the djinni to leave the premises, preferably for good...

...but not before kicking over one of the display tables to send some of the junk flying everywhere. Hmph, the gesture seems to say.
]

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