"You're welcome," Tommy replied a bit distractedly. He was keeping an eye on Charlie's and Harry's rather pathetic fistfight. Several others were watching as well, so he returned his attention to Mara. She looked like a small, frightened bird. Her spirit came into focus briefly. It was also avian; a kestrel whose hood had been torn off and wings clipped. But her sharp eyes were adjusting, and bright feathers growing in.
Tommy smiled. "I'm Tommy. You're welcome to come sit with me if you want. I'm working on a bow over there. I'll crack it over those morons' heads if they bother you again."
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[Tommy] Fallout (tag Mara, open)
Date: 2006-05-04 03:10 am (UTC)Tommy smiled. "I'm Tommy. You're welcome to come sit with me if you want. I'm working on a bow over there. I'll crack it over those morons' heads if they bother you again."