Ruby swats his hand away gently. "Come on now Sully, Nott's workin' on that," she scolds him gently.
"Let me show you my office, leave these boys to their hobbies."
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Ruby swats his hand away gently. "Come on now Sully, Nott's workin' on that," she scolds him gently.
"Let me show you my office, leave these boys to their hobbies."
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Sully chuckles at his sister's slap. "Alright alright. Lead on Bets, lead on."
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Ruby takes Sully to her office.
It is small and cozy, neatly organized and warmly charming. Naturally she has quite a few pieces of art up, many in the style MesoAmerican, or Southwestern Native American designs.
Ruby plucks a short stack of books off of a spare chair and offers it to Sully, plopping down in her own and taking off her shoes with a sigh of relief.
"So, whaddya think?"
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"I think ma would be proud. I'll have to write to tell her you made this place perdy. What was with that napkin and the map? I didn't realize that history required napkins." Sully seems curious. He always did ask one question too many sometimes.
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"Some of our people have a bad habit of writing on whatever's in front of them, rather than taking a short moment to put it to paper where it belongs."
That's a very real frustration Ruby had felt at one point or another with certain initiates. Technically true.
"Nott should be pleased that little figure made it onto a napkin at all. But it really doesn't have much to do with history really, more like amateur cartography or surveyin' I feel." That's also true, right? This is getting hard to avoid lying, best to change the subject.
"How are those dreams, Sully? Are they getting any better?"
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Sully seems to buy her minor fibs.
"Nope, still disturbing. But at least they aren't reducing the sleep quality. Just scare the bejeezes out of me. Just, promise me if you go into a cave not to open any strange doors. That was last night's fun time."
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"Dunno, i don't remember too well. I guess one?" He seems a little taken about at her seriousness.
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"Only one?"
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"Probably nothin' worth the worry then." Sully had always seemed reticent to talk about his dreams. But when he did, something strange would always be on the way.
Ruby'd never noticed it at first, likely neither did Sully. Now it worried her. Ruby couldn't ignore these kinds of things, no not anymore.
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But today, maybe it was the frustration from the dodging of questions with her interns or a sick boredom over not enough to do with his life that he didn't let it go.
"Why? If it had been two would it have been somethin to worry about?" Sully always lets things go. Its the polite thing to do, and he does the polite thing. But not today.
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