Logs:Secrets Shielded By Smirk and Smile
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| RL Date: 14 September, 2013 |
| Who: Gallagher, Laghnei, Cerzoth |
| Involves: High Reaches Weyr |
| Type: Vignette |
| What: Gallagher is motivated to visit the family, but the reasons are impersonally personal. |
| Where: Crom Hold to High Reaches Weyr |
| When: Day 20, Month 10, Turn 32 (Interval 10) |
| Mentions: B'gherio/Mentions, Gallania/Mentions |
| OOC Notes: A little rambly, and short! Starting to wrap my head around Gallagher and giving him a reason to hang out at the Weyr for a bit. |
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| He'd heard it said that he had a disarming smile. Even when he was lying, the smile reached his sincere eyes and convinced many a man who was less than a fool. His smirk, too, with the way his lips would press together and pull up just a bit at the right corner... it wasn't as open as the smile, but a warm expression on him. Sure, the smirk could be cruel, but that didn't usually get him where he wanted to be. That isn't to say that he was one to drip with naught but sweetner, rather that he was judicious in the use of vinegar. He tried neither to over-estimate nor under-estimate the power of a smile, but he had to admit to frequent surprise when that's all it took. Sometimes, it could be expected. There's a particular bar in Crom, just outside the Hold proper whose 'keep always had the first word about bounties coming in. It took a smile always, and the appropriate pieces tendered, but he had the whispers from her soon: with all the activity in Nabol and people fleeing to the Weyr, there was bound to be a bounty eventually. A smart man, she intimated, would get the lay of land before they came down the pipe. Access was easy enough. Gallagher seldom took his accrued vacation time from the guard, and often recouped what he took by collecting an easy bounty while he was on vacation. So with a leave pass approved by the guard, he headed home, to 'Reaches. His sister, Laghnei, and her blue Cerzoth came when the watchrider passed word to his parents that he was wanting to visit. Laghnei had a bright smile for him and a strong-armed hug. Only a turn separated the pair and they'd been thick as thieves growing up together. The time with his family would be pleasant, Gallagher decided as they winged down to land on the wide ledge shared by his parents and the youngest of the Gallania-B'gherio brood. The littles' antics always brought enough to laugh about, and there was no lack of warmth in the family. The only down side was bunking with his younger brothers. Sleep would be hard to come by even if he refused to tell them 'just one more story!' every night. But family isn't why he was here, not really. Not this time. Visiting with friends and pitching in his hands with the caverns workers who were integrating so many of the refugees into their ranks gave him many and more opportunity to start to get to know the flock that had arrived and acquaint himself with newcomers as they arrived. It wasn't so different from other extended visits that he'd had (not that there had been many). Who was to know the difference if he was circumspect? Between smile, smirk, and his skill for secrecy, that wasn't an if he had any worries about. |
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