Dustfinger [InkHeart] (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} heretowarnyou) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} utr_logs,@ 2009-02-11 20:09:00 |
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What: Reuniting
When/Where: The other night/After Dustfinger's performance outside the MGM in Vegas
Warnings: None, but possible Inkheart spoilers
He was exhausted, after the exhibition outside the MGM, but he thought it well worth it. he'd enjoyed the performance, though he had a lot to learn about performing with others. He was used to doing his own thing, accounting only for the proximity of the gathered crowd. Well, at least nothing had caught fire, no one had been singed.
He was breathing hard, as the others made their way into the crowd, mingling, catching up with people they knew. Dustfinger was interested in finding someone, himself, and his dark eyes scanned the crowd. He was just about to let Gwin out of his bag, thinking the marten would surely find her, when he saw her.
She smiled, grabbed his bag and approached her. "Meggie Folchart. Aren't you all grown up."