Mathièu & Ibelin

[antonnachzehrer]

Ibelin nods in agreement. The relatively warmer nights have made it so that they no longer need to sleep together for Mathieu to stay warm, but since then, Ibelin has had a harder time sleeping. He'll often toss and turn for a few hours before falling into a restless slumber that doesn't leave him feeling at all refreshed upon waking

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[timbits_tootsie]

Three hard, sleep deprived days later Mathieu goes downstairs to work in the morning with butterflies in his stomach, hoping dearly that Ibelin can manage to secure a agreement that will take them away from this town.

[antonnachzehrer]

It's hard for Ibelin to get away that day, but eventually, around mid-afternoon, he manages it.

Dashing to the square, he looks around frantically for the merchants he seeks and finds them tucked away on one of the sides streets, peddling their wares in loud, booming voices.

He approaches one, a hairy thing whose eyes he can't make out. "I'm looking for a Dugg," he says firmly, trying to sound strong.

{I'm going away for a bit, love. I have to take Raquel somewhere. Not sure when I'll be back. :/}

[timbits_tootsie]

The monster pauses and cocks its head with a gruff noise, then lifts an arm and points to another, less hairy monster but larger and more threatening of size and appearance, before it resumes its work.

(Okay. I'll probably be in bed by then, because I'm pretty tired. Sleep tight! And fun fact- dugg means morning dew.)

[antonnachzehrer]

Ibelin swallows nervously, but steels himself and approaches the monster. "Are you Dugg?" he asks, once within his range.

{You too! And nifty! :3}