«Lokeah»
Runaway Slave||Trickster God||Wanna Play?
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“Hmm, maybe we’ll just have to fix that. Surely something would make it worth it to them,” Lokeah said.
There was no use lingering on the fact that the elf has those who would protect him. With time he could figure out who they were and how to handle that if need be. For now, he just wanted to focus on food before he made himself suspicious with questions.
Perhaps it was dangerous not to invite the other former slave, but Lokeah hadn’t thought of that. Part of him wanted to trust that he’d just simply follow, yet that didn’t immediately happen. He reached the kitchen alongside the elf and when he turned back, there was no Honey.
Lokeah could almost hear the nervous heart pounding harder in his chest in those moments that almost seemed longer than they were. Sure the other male could just be leisurely spending his time with the overly aged alcohol, but what if he wasn’t? What if he saw this moment as an opportunity to return to their former master? Lokeah couldn’t know what consequences that could bring to Honey, but surely a little lie and intel on where the god ran off to was enough to lessen that. s**t.
Lokeah fidgeted a little while he watched the elf gather the ingredients needed for the meal and he found himself glancing back at the doorway frequently. Needless to say, when Honey came into view a rush of relief came over him and he gave a light smile.
“Ah good, I’m useless in the kitchen,” Lokeah said as the elf offered them a seat rather than requestinf for help. “Come Honey, have a seat with me?” He requested, taking his place at the small table.
He let Honey take priority of his sight for a few moments, but returned them to the elf as magic was being used. That was unfortunate. He’d followed the elf into the kitchen purely to keep an eye on his new little lackey, and here he was doing little magic tricks beyond his sight. What a bother. He’d just need to remain cautious if he ate whatever was presented to him.
When Ayluin finally brought the food, Lokeah waited patiently for him to take the first bite and instead turned to Honey. “Hey Honey, have you ever cooked?” He asked, leaning against the table with a curious look on his face. “I used to try, but Asher always used to say it was gross and overcooked.”
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Who are you?: Honey, Ayluin
Where: SCI Kitchen
Mood: Curious, nervous
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