[D1 MN] Old Flames New Problems (closed, on board the Gliding Gryffus)

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Re: [D1 MN] Old Flames New Problems (closed, on board the Gliding Gryffus)

Post by Omandri Rist » Sat Jul 17, 2021 5:57 pm

He carried her through the ship to his quarters and laid her gently down on the bed. Luckily he wasn't the meticulous sort outside of the med Bay and common areas so the bed wasn't made this made it easier for him to slip a light cover over her with a heavier blanket next to her incase she got cold in the night.

With her settled in he leaned down and kissed her forehead "sleep well Riss." He said softly as he turned to leave the room clicking the lights off on his way out.
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Re: [D1 MN] Old Flames New Problems (closed, on board the Gliding Gryffus)

Post by Riss » Sat Jul 17, 2021 6:37 pm

Set down into the bed she mumbles something incoherent in her sleep and clutches at the nearest thing, finding a pillow. Pulling it in close she holds it tight as the blanket is laid over her. Soft breathing she settles in well, and the lights go out.

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Re: [D1 MN] Old Flames New Problems (closed, on board the Gliding Gryffus)

Post by Omandri Rist » Sat Jul 17, 2021 6:50 pm

Omandri went ahead and cleaned up for bed stripping off clothes for the day and refreshing himself briefly.

All ready he grabs some sheets and heads back out into the galley setting up on the large couch there. He looked up at the ceiling things swirling rapidly from a whirlwind of a day. Stopping his house from a horrible alliance, helping deal with the kilik problems, his homeworld on the brink of civil war, and now a possible assassin problem to deal with. What the kriff have I gotten myself into this time? he thought before turning over and leaving all those problems for tomorrow.

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Carries: Tailored Jacket, Toxin detector (disguised as pen), Medical supplies
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