Duncan (jesuispret) wrote in cirque_rp, @ 2017-12-11 19:15:00 |
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Moving day seemed to be full of hustle and bustle. People getting things in order, the higher ups or whatnot preparing for the move and Duncan felt a slight unease at all of it, to be honest. He wasn't sure how the whole moving thing worked just yet, all he knew was at X time he had to be in his trailer. Which is where he had been for the majority of the day. While the fog that loomed over their current city provided him more shade to move about during the daytime, he found himself getting sucked into some mindless show and finding that losing himself within it was easier than he cared to admit. Regardless, it helped to calm certain nerves that were quaking inside of him. But that could only last so long before restlessness took over. It was then that Duncan finally removed himself from the trailer and began to stretch his legs, walking around to see who else might be out and about. The first person he saw was someone that he hadn't expected to see... Or rather see again. Here. His mind was flooded with the memory of their first and last encounter. The heated air between them heady with something much stronger than lust. Duncan could still feel the cool steel of the blade piercing his skin as excitement grew hot within his cold veins. He licked his lips at the memory and smirked to himself as he approached the familiar figure. "Fancy meetin ye here, Sassenach." |