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<blockquote data-quote="Kobold Stew" data-source="post: 7881557" data-attributes="member: 23484">Tommi had been quiet since the wagon had begun its journey towards Floshin. Sitting in the wagon, his back to the front of the hold, the sun rested on his face and he lazily sat with his eyes closed. He was thinking of her, of course. And of their time together. She hadn't let her guard down at first, but there was no doubt in his mind his time since the Rescue at Julkoun had been well spent. Sherlen had her responsibilities, of course, but he wasn't one of them. Well, not a professional responsibility, at least. It was all a bit of a haze when he thought about her, not quite seeing how he had got into the position he was in, and pretty certain it could end at a moment's hesitation from her. But for now it was real, and the two of them had had breakfast with his mom early before heading out, eggs that Tommi himself had scrambled, and served with toast and hot sauce, which only he had added.&quot;Won't be long,&quot; he promised as he kissed his mom, but they both knew he was lying. Sherlen knew it as well. It was that look, on her face, as the wagon had driven away, that he kept in his mind then, and it was still then in his imagination now, as he heard Titus address an unseen foe.Tommi rolled over the edge of the cart, and sprinted, his wrist making small semicircles as the sling wrapped around his forearm unwound.[ooc]Move/Action/Bonus: I think I can make it to S19. Reaction (if enemy ends w/in 5'):&nbsp; ove another 15' (to S16?) [/ooc]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Kobold Stew, post: 7881557, member: 23484"] Tommi had been quiet since the wagon had begun its journey towards Floshin. Sitting in the wagon, his back to the front of the hold, the sun rested on his face and he lazily sat with his eyes closed. He was thinking of her, of course. And of their time together. She hadn't let her guard down at first, but there was no doubt in his mind his time since the Rescue at Julkoun had been well spent. Sherlen had her responsibilities, of course, but he wasn't one of them. Well, not a professional responsibility, at least. It was all a bit of a haze when he thought about her, not quite seeing how he had got into the position he was in, and pretty certain it could end at a moment's hesitation from her. But for now it was real, and the two of them had had breakfast with his mom early before heading out, eggs that Tommi himself had scrambled, and served with toast and hot sauce, which only he had added. "Won't be long," he promised as he kissed his mom, but they both knew he was lying. Sherlen knew it as well. It was that look, on her face, as the wagon had driven away, that he kept in his mind then, and it was still then in his imagination now, as he heard Titus address an unseen foe. Tommi rolled over the edge of the cart, and sprinted, his wrist making small semicircles as the sling wrapped around his forearm unwound. [ooc]Move/Action/Bonus: I think I can make it to S19. Reaction (if enemy ends w/in 5'): ove another 15' (to S16?) [/ooc] [/QUOTE]

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