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[iambetadraconis]

Reply letter from Asar-Suti in hand, he goes through Milliways with a fine-toothed comb.

Rabastan's tried the garden and the library, and even that trilobite tank with those weird arthropods in it.

Three times already.

So far he hasn't run into Asar-Suti and that just compounds his anxiety.

How hard can it be to find one purple god anyways?

He sighs, shaking his head.

Time to make the rounds again...

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[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti had spent the morning with Gil - having worked last night (http://community.livejournal.com/ways_back_room/2548114.html), the faun had the morning off, which meant the purple deity had simply not been in evidence until it was time for Gil to return to his shift.

Then, Asar-Suti came sauntering out into the garden through the kitchen door, looking extremely pleased with live in general.

[iambetadraconis]

Cue creative swearing on the part of Rabastan, who clearly was not expecting this sort of arrival on Asar-Suti's part.

Possibly because he had ... something ... else ... on his mind that had nothing to do with werewolves, bitten women, or purple gods.

"Hello," he says, once his heartrate slows down. "I've been looking for you for half the morning and a good part of the afternoon too."

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"Oh, sorry," Asar-Suti said. "Gil took the morning off after he'd worked like a house-elf last night. Yes, I told you to find me, didn't I?"

Asar-Suti was still extremely laid-back and content with the world.

"Hi, Rabastan."

[iambetadraconis]

"And so I did," he says laughing a little. "Or, rather, we found each other."

He stares at the floor as though it's the most interesting thing in the world for a good five minutes.

"Hello Asar-Suti," he mumbles. "I take it you got my letter just fine?"

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"Rabastan," Asar-Suti said. "The approaching full moon has already confused you. I answered it, didn't I? What is it you've got to talk about?"

He sat on a lawn chair and put his feet on the nearby table; then, he conjured a large jug of ice tea and two glasses. "Tea?"

[iambetadraconis]

It's not the full moon that has me confused, he finds he very much wants to say. No. It's something else.

However, he says nothing. Because he's still trying to sort it out himself.

"Tea would be nice, yes," he replies, slightly pink about the ears. "I asked you to see me because of ... an accident that occured prior to the full moon, after Strahan had taken me out for a training session without you."

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti handed him a glas of tea. "Have a pew; don't stand there like a nervous schoolboy. What did Strahan do to you?"

He waved at the garden bench nearby.

[iambetadraconis]

"Nothing we haven't done before with you present," he says as he sits down. "No. The training session went well enough."

Take the distraction offered; it'll keep your mind off other things.

"It was after, when we were heading back to the bar."

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"What DID he do to you?" Asar-Suti asked, no longer laid-back; he put his feet back on the grass.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Grey eyes of a nervous nephew watched him uneasily. He wasn't sure how to react around him now.

And he was still scared of werewolves.

[iambetadraconis]

Just wait until Draco finds out about Rabastan's ring. He'll be positively catatonic with fear.

He looks about, feeling a sense of being watched. Even with his series of distractions Rabastan's just aware enough of the world around him to know when someone's staring at him.

So he does what everyone does: he turns his head and his body this way and that to find the person doing the staring.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco considered switching forms and fleeing. There might be a pale head hunching down in his seat a little for starters.

[iambetadraconis]

The pale head's noticed, because Rabastan caught the movement out of the corner of his eye.

"Draco? Is that you?"

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Bugger.

Draco finally lifted his head, trying to give a proper appearance.

"...Yes, uncle."

[iambetadraconis]

Proper appearance, but is that fear in Draco's eyes?

"Draco I'm not going to maul you," he said, trying not to think of his ring. "You don't have to worry about that."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Yes, definite fear. A phobia really, but rather justified one.

"...I know that." He knows, but does he believe?

Uh... he'll get back to you on that?

Maybe?

[iambetadraconis]

Understandable. Really. Greyback is terrifying.

And mean.

"Then why are you still hiding from me?"

[kittenscrap.livejournal.com]

Wandering is good for the soul. Scrap approves, espessaly when is means she can drop from the rafters to scare him. Though, a falling kitten might not be too scarey.

[iambetadraconis]

He still jumps with surprise as the kitten lands on him.

Full moons have a tendency to leave him nervy even after they've passed.

"Oh. Hello there!"

He's recovered from his start just fine. ^^!

[kittenscrap.livejournal.com]

Scrap takes chance to sit on his sholder and start to wash his ear.

[iambetadraconis]

It tickles!

He laughs.

ZOMG so cute!

[kittenscrap.livejournal.com]

She loves laughter. Too many people are so serious. Her job accomplished she jumps down from the sholder and starts to cat skip away.

[iambetadraconis]

Rabastan's been serious in the past, but it's hard to be serious when you're with a devestatingly-cute kitten.

He follows after her.

She's small, so keeping up with her shouldn't be too hard.

[kittenscrap.livejournal.com]

Scrap notices, its a game!

She pads forward then darts under a nearby table and takes off.

[iambetadraconis]

Dammit being a big person makes keeping up hard!

It also means you have to apologise every third stride for whatever it is you did to the person you collide with.

This would be a lot easier if he were smaller.

Too bad the ring doesn't have a small body in it or he could give proper chase.

Hey Rabastan! Try using that human brain to outwit the kitten!