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[lordoftheozarks]

When the ringing stops, all you'll hear is a cold voice that says one simple word, "Speak."

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[somebodychildofanyone]

Do you pray before every meal. The question gets a sort of chagrin in response, the kind a person feels when caught mispronouncing a word they've only read, and never heard aloud. Soldiering habit, she explains. Sort of. When times are dire, that's a good time to beseech Red Troth for a path to victory or the Quell for a merciful judgement, but otherwise? A meal might be the only blessing in a day's march, so you don't go bothering the gods with a warrior's inevitable bitching and moaning and carrying on.

This will be the only coherent thought for a minute, because Erik's reaction to breakfast gets gales of lilting laughter.

[lordoftheozarks]

"No matter how many times you speak of them, I'm always struck by how different your people's relationships to Gods are compared to my world." How different things could have been...

Her laughter draws his attention away from such philosophical musings. It ripples inside his mind, filling his blood with heat like a rising fever. Oh. It really is. He can feel his body flushing warm with a new kind of hunger. Well, if it was ever a secret to begin with it won't be now. River's laughter is sexy as hell for him.

"You have such an effect on me," he says in mild embarrassment. "Keep that up and I'm never going to make it outside."

[somebodychildofanyone]

I can force the issue, and I will. Unlike yours, my body will be fucked up if you spend the whole day fucking it.

[lordoftheozarks]

He laughs--and surprises himself in the process because it sounds like her but not her's--and has to rest his fork lest he choke while doing it.

"If I had more than one day to spend, I might still try." Not really. Probably.

The heat in him still hasn't subsided and it brings to mind a new and softer thought. "I've always loved how hot you run, you know? Your arms, yes, but your passions as well, River. I truly do not know how to thank you for giving me your body and your trust with it. I won't ever forget this."

[somebodychildofanyone]

The warm feeling that comes from River is all affection and fondness. This is my art, you know? It's nice to be able to make people happy with it...you especially.

[lordoftheozarks]

"I'd never considered if something like this could be an art before I met you. River, you have opened my eyes to so much new beauty." That's saying more than he knows how to actually express.

He punctuates this with a sip off coffee and coughs. "This, however, might take some time to grow on me. How can it smell so nice and taste so bitter?"