#searedpath 01

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"Yeah, actually I kinda made it myself," Sliding the drink his way, Indigo waits with anticipation for his reaction. "I mixed a little bit of tonic, gin, and blueberry syrup, with a hint of mint. A weird combination, but the blueberry and the mint bring a refreshing taste as well as a sweetened enhancement to it. What do you think?"

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He'd seen a glimpse of familiar robes out of the corner of his eye before being ushered back into that contraption they call a "car", too quickly to give him a chance to turn his head and really look, to call out.

It's a different home they're having him stay in, this time. The aesthetics are entirely different. It's so close to the sea. It should be nice, shouldn't it? But he feels restless, itchy just beneath his skin. He'd been ripped away from his world at such an inopportune moment.

Is Coco still here? He'll have to see. Right now he's crouched on the deck, the early evening breeze ruffling his hair, staring through the railing out towards the ocean.

Clearly whoever was next door had similar ideas. Qifrey looks up at the sound of a door sliding open.

"Ah—"

He quickly shoots up to his full height.

"Olruggio!"

And in his excitement he heaves himself over the railing to jump to the other deck. No sylph shoes, he realizes a little too late, and he's damn lucky he didn't miscalculate that jump. Still, he clings onto the opposite railing with one arm and waves with the other.

"Hello, my friend. It would seem my sylph shoes don't work here. Mind helping me over?"

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