Tension rapidly bleeds out of Animus at the Libertine's exit, and he slips an arm around Triquetra, innocent eyes meeting her own gaze. "What, are you worried you haven't trained me well enough?"
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Tension rapidly bleeds out of Animus at the Libertine's exit, and he slips an arm around Triquetra, innocent eyes meeting her own gaze. "What, are you worried you haven't trained me well enough?"
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Idun nods as she puts down the bottle she had to take up the Frisbee. "Sounds like a plan I am in favor of." She says as she gets up off the ground, leaving her stuff behind. "So, where should we have our game?"
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She stifles a giggle, "Men are never trained well enough." At Idun's question Triquetra just gestures to the area around them. "We can do it here if we're careful?" They'd see who was good at throwing frisbees between trees and all. Besides, even if somebody did trip over a root or something an dhurt themselves it wasn't like there was any shortage of healing magic in the area.
And from here I assume we can just assume they play frisbee for a while and end the scene, unless anybody has any objections?
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