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Peri ([info]peri) wrote in [info]devils_tower,
Peri had been docked since the previous night at the trading post, working over her kiln and trying to catch up with the backlogged orders that had finally caught up with her. Luckily for her customers, when Peri realized how far behind she was, she had stayed up all night and was done everything that was overdue.

The events of the previous day had already slipped her mind as did most things that had anything to do with the politics between tribes. She had said what she needed to say and now that was history.

However, when a familiar voice called out to her she couldn't help but be delighted by a piece of her history drifting toward her. Gent and Peri had always gotten along, mostly because like she and Jed they had always had the same frame of mind when it came to their beds. That of course had led to many pleasurable experiences that meant nothing, but certainly made her a better person.

An eyebrow raised slightly at the thought and reflected in her voice as she called out, "Well hello Stranger, I thought for sure you had gone missing this time!" Reaching down she sanded the fire at the base of her kiln, as the rest of the orders would just have to wait. Locking the cabinet she kept her finished pieces in, she hung the key back around her neck as she jumped swiftly onto the deck of the ship between her own and Gent's. Within four stride she was off that deck and onto his, "So where have you been hiding this time?"


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