Lorne watches Emma, gears turning in his carrot-topped head. Then, addressing the Triune. "Listen, my pearlescent pretties, why don't you go cheer us impatient mortals on from a distance? Me and Emma only just met again after a really long time no seeing... I hate to be a party pooper, but--" He smiles. "Next round is on me, how's that?"
The girl watches him with assessing eyes - after a series of tiny little eternities, she nods. Her fellow thirds smile. They know what game he's playing, Krevlornswath, but they don't mind.
"Until our paths cross yet again," girl says, standing up in perfect sync with her boys. She smooths the front of her robes and inclines her head, as do the others. As they came, so they leave. They have seen enough.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2008-11-19 10:14 pm (UTC)The girl watches him with assessing eyes - after a series of tiny little eternities, she nods. Her fellow thirds smile. They know what game he's playing, Krevlornswath, but they don't mind.
"Until our paths cross yet again," girl says, standing up in perfect sync with her boys. She smooths the front of her robes and inclines her head, as do the others. As they came, so they leave. They have seen enough.