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Krel Ansell · 04-05-2020, 07:39 PM

Text Cut: Delyth

”Hmmm…I can be.” He said. He was happy he had worded his answer to her question the way he had, because it cut off some of the usual questions he tended to get about his job. Questions he couldn’t really answer. ”Undt vhat do you do?” he asked. Best to turn the conversation around so she didn’t try to ask more questions.

”Breakfast? In ze food court?” he hadn’t been up there in a while, but the sudden thought that the owls were in the food court as they were everywhere, made his stomach turn. Nope…he’d be getting his breakfast somewhere else while he wrote his correspondence. ”Are you certain zat is a good idea?” He spoke the question without thinking about it. Perhaps it was overstepping to be concerned. Perhaps she didn’t have a different option. Either way…Adam wasn’t sure he’d want to chance it. He’d had too many bad experiences in the food court and no, being turned into an animal from the food wasn’t one of them.

04-05-2020, 07:39 PM	#16 (permalink)
Krel Ansell DMLE & DIMC Mooncalf Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Drowning in files Posts: 7,071 x1	randomly tagged \| Norbert(a) \| The Wandmaker (tm) Text Cut: Delyth Quote: Originally Posted by GD2204 He was an unspeakable? Delyth had always wondered what the unspeakables really got up to there on level nine. Briefly, she eyed him, curious if they all weird grey, glowing eyes and a walking stick? Sure, it wasn’t likely but maybe. “Oh? That’s interesting” Somehow, she felt as though she wasn’t allowed to ask any other questions about his work. It was after all, unspeakable. For some reason Delyth had thought they were getting off at the same level but obviously not. Well, maybe that was a good thing because there seemed to be a lot of calamity following them both at the moment and that was something, she could do without in her life thank you very much. “Well, I’m about to have some breakfast”. That was, if she could ever get to the food court. “I usually have some at home but I thought I’d have an early start". Seeming not to need her shoulder to stay up right, Delyth shuffled ever so slightly to her left so as to lean up against the wall of the lift and waited patiently for the food court which, if she was correct, was the next floor. ”Hmmm…I can be.” He said. He was happy he had worded his answer to her question the way he had, because it cut off some of the usual questions he tended to get about his job. Questions he couldn’t really answer. ”Undt vhat do you do?” he asked. Best to turn the conversation around so she didn’t try to ask more questions. ”Breakfast? In ze food court?” he hadn’t been up there in a while, but the sudden thought that the owls were in the food court as they were everywhere, made his stomach turn. Nope…he’d be getting his breakfast somewhere else while he wrote his correspondence. ”Are you certain zat is a good idea?” He spoke the question without thinking about it. Perhaps it was overstepping to be concerned. Perhaps she didn’t have a different option. Either way…Adam wasn’t sure he’d want to chance it. He’d had too many bad experiences in the food court and no, being turned into an animal from the food wasn’t one of them. __________________