[ Noon comes ambling back into the Gallows with the look of someone who's spent a night doing something far more satisfying than sleeping. Under his arm is a stack of old books.
Which is the aforementioned something.
He waves at Edgard when he sees him. ]
'Llo, Ashes. You're lookin' worse for wear as always.
Probably for the best. Hate to see you get cooked.
[ His reward is an arch look from Noon, who slides the books out of Edgard's reach. Noon might respect the hell out of his new boss' ideas of everyone getting access to books, but he still thinks some caution is reasonable. ]
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Which is the aforementioned something.
He waves at Edgard when he sees him. ]
'Llo, Ashes. You're lookin' worse for wear as always.
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Thank you very much as always for your kind words.
[He lowers himself onto a chair like it might hurt him. Wait a second--]
Did you call me Ashes?
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Sure. Fits you good, if you ask me. You look like you sleep too close to your fire.
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Keep an appropriate distance from fire. Dangerous.
[He reaches out and taps the books in Noon's hand, just to bug him.]
Your precious books can catch fire too, you know.
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[ His reward is an arch look from Noon, who slides the books out of Edgard's reach. Noon might respect the hell out of his new boss' ideas of everyone getting access to books, but he still thinks some caution is reasonable. ]
You huntin' trouble, Ashes?
[ His tone is friendly and easy going. ]
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Depends. There trouble to hunt? What you reading...
[A long pause while he tries to come up with an equally unflattering nickname.]
...mountain book man.
[and fails.]