Chapter 2, Page 16: Usual Business
He’s obviously here for the designer handbag meeting.
“Scrag” means a rawboned or scrawny person. Thought it worked as a derogatory term for a necromancer. XP
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Jed: But there ain't another for miles!
Devere gives Jed one final, good shove away.
Devere: Then you can deal with your oozin' face until tomorrow!
Devere walks back toward Sissy while Jed scurries away holding his face with one hand while flipping off Devere with the other.
Jed: You... fuckin' accursed scrag!
Devere looks back at him, unimpressed.
Devere: Keep walkin'.
Devere stops in front of Sissy, who's holding her face in embarrassment.
Sissy: You didn't have to do that.
She grumbles out the words.
Devere: He needed to back off.
Sissy's hand slides down to rest on her lower face and neck. Her small smile says she begrudgingly accepts what just happened.
Sissy: *sigh* I guess if Etra had been out here, she'd have done m-much worse.
She adds, in smaller text: And I can't heal burns well.
Sissy lowers her arm back down to her lap and asks the other question on her mind.
Sissy: So... the child isn't still sick, is she?
Devere pulls out a small bag held closed with belts and shows it to her.
Devere: No, no, she's fine and back home now. I'm actually just here for my usual business.
He says this while motioning with his other thumb towards the Toad Lilies' house.
Sissy: Oh! By all means, go on in.
Devere gives Jed one final, good shove away.
Devere: Then you can deal with your oozin' face until tomorrow!
Devere walks back toward Sissy while Jed scurries away holding his face with one hand while flipping off Devere with the other.
Jed: You... fuckin' accursed scrag!
Devere looks back at him, unimpressed.
Devere: Keep walkin'.
Devere stops in front of Sissy, who's holding her face in embarrassment.
Sissy: You didn't have to do that.
She grumbles out the words.
Devere: He needed to back off.
Sissy's hand slides down to rest on her lower face and neck. Her small smile says she begrudgingly accepts what just happened.
Sissy: *sigh* I guess if Etra had been out here, she'd have done m-much worse.
She adds, in smaller text: And I can't heal burns well.
Sissy lowers her arm back down to her lap and asks the other question on her mind.
Sissy: So... the child isn't still sick, is she?
Devere pulls out a small bag held closed with belts and shows it to her.
Devere: No, no, she's fine and back home now. I'm actually just here for my usual business.
He says this while motioning with his other thumb towards the Toad Lilies' house.
Sissy: Oh! By all means, go on in.