He gets another swat, this time to the back of the head, but it's still light enough that it doesn't hurt. And then he gets bony arms wrapped around his shoulders in a hug. Raksura are weird, sorry, Rosi. "Next time you want to blame yourself for Beacon shit," he says, "come find me first and I'll swat you again to remind you not to."
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Date: 2020-02-04 04:32 pm (UTC)