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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Binder Fred" data-source="post: 6496376" data-attributes="member: 63746">"Hey, Elli," grinned Fastus with a mix of utterly satisfied fatigue and... something else in his pale brown eyes?[sblock=Memories][...] Never mind; doesn't MATTER." What mattered was- What was he doing again?"Come on, you're going to bed," she stated with a sigh after a pause to see if he found it again. And she started pushing him that way -- although she wasn't going any further than the steps, of course.But he twisted out of it: "No, no, I remember now: I'm improving my MACE! And that's GOT to be ready for tomorrow, right?"Fastus picked up the half-finished thing, already considering shape and- He looked up at her as if he'd had a thought he'd never had before or something... And then slowly grinned: "You want to help?"[/sblock]It had been surprisingly pleasant, working together. Relaxed and maybe... tense at the same time? Kept you wide awake whatever it was, right?And they'd done some of the best work he'd ever done on that mace! I mean, EVER...!What was THAT about?OOC: Feel free/encouraged to modify as needed, Graybeard. Hope I didn't overstep?</blockquote>