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helen of troy. ([personal profile] divorcing) wrote in [personal profile] followups 2025-04-26 05:38 am (UTC)

Across the table, Louis' face is still lit with a smile. Pleased. Leaning further into Daniel, taking in the familiar dimensions of his mind. Sharper this way, all things more clear when the connection goes both way.

A little tug. Come to me telegraphed in the welcoming pull of the link between them. Drawing Daniel in, close, to the vibrant warmth of his mind. More impression of a space, mingled with color and heightened sensation. Emotion. Intimate. Not an empty room, not the clean minimalism of Dubai, but a space colored more by the feeling of Louis and the burst of his thoughts than anything else.

This too, a space in flux. Like all things about Louis in this moment, it is shifting and changing. Evaluated and repurposed as Louis finds his way in the wake of all this change.

You want to rob them, carries such clear interest. The sensation of linked fingers tightening as Louis' smile widens back at him. Pleased at the idea. Alright.

"Anyone we know?" Louis is saying aloud, straightening in his seat, tapping fingers on the table.

We can go ourselves. Or we can make someone go for us.

Bribery, or otherwise.

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