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A Clearing in the Preserve, Wednesday Afternoon
The different calendars made it hard to track exact dates, but Anders reckoned it was right about a year since the last time he got dragged back to the Circle -- and almost a year since what he hoped was his final escape had taken him to Fandom.
It was a victory. As far as he knew, no runaway his age had ever lasted anything like that long.
The thought of all that kept him cheerful as he set up for a picnic in the preserve with Nathan. He spread out a blanket, laid out the pasta salad, cheese, and fruit -- and then, out of restless energy, started picking violets. He wasn't sure what he'd do with them, but they were pretty.
[OOC: For the boy, please.]
It was a victory. As far as he knew, no runaway his age had ever lasted anything like that long.
The thought of all that kept him cheerful as he set up for a picnic in the preserve with Nathan. He spread out a blanket, laid out the pasta salad, cheese, and fruit -- and then, out of restless energy, started picking violets. He wasn't sure what he'd do with them, but they were pretty.
[OOC: For the boy, please.]
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That memory still hurt, and all he could do was try to make it a joke. "I never did like the color they had it painted."
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"Yeah. Mostly druffalo," he said, then remembered druffalo were another animal nobody had heard of. "Shaggy cows. My parents raised them for the fur and meat. But it was a farming town. Everyone had a barn."
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He certainly could not. But he'd been in a motor vehicle perhaps five times since he got to the island.
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"I mean, I could probably muddle through but my experience with vehicles...hasn't been all that good." He shrugged. "I was never driving."
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He reached over for an orange and started to peel one.
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That was automatic. "Near the mountains. But after that?" He shrugged. "Maybe Australia?"
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He added idly, "If we were in Thedas I'd go to Rivain. It's warm there, too. And there are pirates."
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