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“I studied linguistics in college…not this…I never prepared for this…storms…is that the ambulance? Good, we need it…I fall asleep for nine hours and this happens.”

“Something…outside? Storms…” Ráven runs outside to where everyone else is gathered. “Storms…this is bad…bad bad bad bad bad…”

A grin covers Corbeau’s face. He did it. By the Lord Ruler, he actually did it! “Yes!” he shouts, not wanting to resist himself. “You are an amazing bounty hunter. Here,” he shoves a few boxings next to Keshi, “for your services so far. Do you mind if I see that notebook?” He had better not be lying to me. If he is…well, I’ll get those boxings back. Send an assassin. I think he’s not lying? Damnation, it’s so hard to read these tiny things. Why couldn’t they just be bigger?

This fear was due to

Ráven wakes up from where they fell asleep on the bench. “Guys…? What happened?”

Ráven looked disapprovingly at the jury members who arrived late, but turned and addressed the court. “Chairperson Eddie, ( @Edema Rue ), you did pass this law, correct? I have no memory of it existing.” @RoyalBeeMage “Rooibos with a touch of oatly,” they whispered back.

Ráven shrugs and gulps down the rest of their tea.

“Coworker, we began this session barely half an hour ago.” Ráven blows on their tea.

“Would anybody else like tea?” Ráven asks the court.

“They did not need to, no. But they wanted to. Or…someone wanted to.” The tea kettle begins steaming and Ráven prepares two cups of tea.

Ráven holds out their hand to high-five Royal Bee Mage.

Ráven smiles an unsettling smile. “Explain further. What about when Just-a-Stick is in both at once?” “Because, my friend, court is fun.”

Ráven looks disappointed, but nods their head.

“Or we could cut said child in half.”

“The child is too young to offer a definitive truth on the matter,” Ráven decrees, unsure if they are allowed to say such a thing.

“Please expand on your exact history with Panda and Stick,” Ráven requests as the tea kettle begins to boil.

“Not at all,” Ráven whispers, watching the court procedures with interest.

“Fun!” Ráven smiles and pulls an electronic tea kettle from their bag. They begin looking around for an outlet.

This was mildly funny that I saw on the Shard:

Ráven, not in any way related to Raven, sits down with the jury as they have been summoned to do per their duty.

sociopathic than Shallan’s brother. Stanley

Forgot this thread existed, sorry. Not Silverlight. 1. This place has never been seen on-screen 2. This place is in the Cognitive Realm 3. This place is on Roshar

This was a different Balat

Autumn abandons her song and runs over to Mike, lute in hand. “Mike?” she asks, concerned. “Mike, are you okay?” Did I do this? Am I a bad person? I didn’t try to.

liked to play croquet and