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The city hasn't changed very much, in the time since he was last there. The market still heaves with bodies, the air heavy with spice and incense. He finds himself remembering the scraps of Hindi that he learned when he was here last. He doesn't know the others well, but he tries to keep them in the corner of his eye - particularly Kivrin, who he knows matters to Julie.
"There has to be some way back," he says, to nobody in particular. "To the island, I mean? We cannot be stranded here?"
ooc: gathering post! This is where they get separated, so choose the groups you will, darling ones! :D
"There has to be some way back," he says, to nobody in particular. "To the island, I mean? We cannot be stranded here?"
ooc: gathering post! This is where they get separated, so choose the groups you will, darling ones! :D
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That idea rang a little hollow to her own ears, admittedly, but it still seemed likely. "Either way, I think priority numero uno should be figuring out a way past those walls that stopped you," she went on, scoffing in annoyance when a small child shoved his way past her in the general bustle.
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"Hey, if it gets us out of this place I don't really give a crap what the locals think," Aphrodite says. "Whatever works."
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"Subtlety be damned, huh? I couldn't agree more. Something to run by the group, maybe?"
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"For sure," Aphrodite replies. "Unless someone else has a better idea, I figure we might as well try everything, you know?"
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