[Memories that don't seem to phase Knives in the least! He had few regrets over the life he'd chosen for himself, and the here and now was much more interesting than dwelling on past hurts. Not when there's a more recent one to contend with. It seems Knives is willing to let his brother stew in his own bad mood without much interruption, as his investigation turns towards smooth pebbles after releasing this new crab.
His progress is still in the way he'd come, fairly steadily. Investigate he would, but he had things to get to.]
You can see what I'm up to. Be careful that your paranoia doesn't get you exactly what you seem to be expecting.
[And currently he is up to those pebbles. Some are in interesting colors. A cautious lick notes they're just as salty as the water, and it's flicked away, to sploosh into the water. There's no response to where he plans on living. What's wrong with the beach? What weather could this place possibly throw at him that is worse than the savagery of the desert?]
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Date: 2013-05-21 06:55 am (UTC)His progress is still in the way he'd come, fairly steadily. Investigate he would, but he had things to get to.]
You can see what I'm up to. Be careful that your paranoia doesn't get you exactly what you seem to be expecting.
[And currently he is up to those pebbles. Some are in interesting colors. A cautious lick notes they're just as salty as the water, and it's flicked away, to sploosh into the water. There's no response to where he plans on living. What's wrong with the beach? What weather could this place possibly throw at him that is worse than the savagery of the desert?]
You called this place 'Luceti'.