(going to do both 18s since I’m not sure which you mean. I feel like I’ve posted these already? Sorry if I have.)
you ever think we should just stop this?”
pair were sitting on the couch, watching the fire, playing a game
Jaraku had found in the market. It was a jar full of questions
written on paper, pre-made by the vendor, guaranteed to make a night
between lovers interesting. The handful they’d tried so far had been,
to the last, utterly boring and disappointing. And then Issabel drew
another one. She frowned as soon as she read it.
is it, love?”
hear it.” She nodded.
says ‘Do you ever think we should just stop this?'” He looked her
in the eyes, all mirth evaporated. Her heart skipped a beat as she
watched his face darken, then soared when she heard his response.
have thought about new inventions I’ll never make, businesses I’d
never run, people I’ll never meet and places I’ll never go. I’ve
thought about what would happen if we overthrew cities, assassinated
emperors, fought armies alone and won. I’ve thought about how I’d
react if any or all of those I’ve known and loved had died. I’ve
thought about how my life would be different if I were still a
lalafell, or if I’d been a roegadyn. I’ve thought about what we are,
if we’re heroes at all. I’ve thought about learning a thousand
different skills and what I’d be like if I were still a merchant and
how much different my life could be if my grandfather had raised me
instead. I’ve thought about ways upon ways of brightening your day,
love, and I’ve thought about all the world’s problems and joys, but
never have I ever thought that we should stop and break apart.” He
grinned again, the lights and joy back. “Bugger the jar.” She
nodded, smiling, and dumped the rest of the slips of paper out. The
two took turns talking, tossing them piece by piece into the fire,
and laughing over it. They made their own questions up after each.
thought was raised and agreed upon, wholeheartedly, that maybe they
should have just done that to begin with.
is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course
pointed to another part of the extremely sloppy drawing he’d made of
this is where he’s hiding.” The place he indicated was little more
than a rough, uneven rectangle on the map. “The…merchandise-”
contempt filled his voice “-is kept here.” He pointed to another
you sure?” Issabel asked, examining the rolled-out page.
But that’s where I think it is. We’d be effectively going in
completely blind into a camp run by slavers to save people we aren’t
sure are still there and steal money that might have been moved from
people that might not be hanging around and if they are will surely
be extremely well-armed. Also we’re going to kill the man in charge
for kicks, because that sort of scum shouldn’t keep living.” He
looked to Issabel, a big grin on his face. “Any questions?”
but I do have a comment.”
have never seen a plan on this scale so poorly thought out and
are you i-”