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Vander | Hound of the Underground ([personal profile] cantilevers) wrote in [community profile] etrayalogs 2025-02-19 04:40 am (UTC)

it's safe now. they put their clothes back on

Vander grabbed his belt, slinging it over his shoulder for the moment as he watched Cid hobble off the trolley and double-checked that nothing had been left behind. No, just all those Valentine's slips of paper the other man had been leafing through, and he wanted nothing to do with those.

While Cid was re-dressing properly, he slipped his belt back on and fastened it before he followed the other man away from the trolley. He ran his fingers through his hair and tugged his shirt more, wrinkling his nose at the moisture rubbed into his shirt and skin.

He stared at the method of lighting and hummed. "Sure, I haven't made enough questionable decisions yet today. And... how did you do that?" Magic was a term brandied around, but it wasn't like Vander had ever seen it in action aside from illusion tricks.

He reached into the box to pull out a beer, cracking the lid off by putting it in the crook of his elbow and flexing. He offered it over to Cid to have the first sip. "Are we walking to the ominous castle?"

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