"I ought to lock you in here," the Tailor said with real exhaustion but no true malice. "Spare myself a week's worth of trouble, and ensure you're on time for the next class. Am I s'posed to make sure the both of us make it through this?"
The Piper was always coming to them, not necessarily asking for help, but sure enough always needing it. For clothing, for fighting tips, for bad dreams, for public snafus--in one way or another the Tailor had ended up being an accomplice or alibi, for little in return. They didn't need to do it, and they really shouldn't have, and yet--
It was a little like being the eldest lot of the Fisher Kings again. Before being booted, that is.
But the Piper was an adult and could surely take care of themself and the Tailor really should know better than to associate with them.
They sighed, and rummaged through the shelves of the little closet. "See if you can find me any graphite sticks, would you? Or proper pencils. I keep working mine to stubs."
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Re: After Class
Date: 2025-06-14 03:38 am (UTC)The Piper was always coming to them, not necessarily asking for help, but sure enough always needing it. For clothing, for fighting tips, for bad dreams, for public snafus--in one way or another the Tailor had ended up being an accomplice or alibi, for little in return. They didn't need to do it, and they really shouldn't have, and yet--
It was a little like being the eldest lot of the Fisher Kings again. Before being booted, that is.
But the Piper was an adult and could surely take care of themself and the Tailor really should know better than to associate with them.
They sighed, and rummaged through the shelves of the little closet. "See if you can find me any graphite sticks, would you? Or proper pencils. I keep working mine to stubs."