ARASHU'S DEPARTED

by SpecialDelivery.2

Thane proceeded in quest of his mate's murderers, his kindred steering him toward the first—his charge to track down each of them, solo. In the absence of goodbye, he is prohibited from coming home to his son—what's more, Rakhana—unless he can fulfill his undertaking, together with his nuisance relation, Casnar Soterios, intent on retribution.

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ANY DUPLICATE DISPLAYED NOT HERE WILL BE FOUND TO BE PIRATED.

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"ARASHU'S DEPARTED"

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An Assignment At Stop-X, Skyllia

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Casnar and Braith made it between the tables, in and out the other end of the bar—waving briefly at a flabbergasted Chelse whom grinned like a Cheshire cat smack dab a split second overdue, moreover thumping the countertop with her palm and rag, "…I knew it!" she called out behind them. Braith proceeded up the steps after Casnar, by way of the posterior egress toward the overlying demesne at the disposal of vacationer occupation.
"Keep up," he cuffed her midriff with his mitt at the same time he reduced speed barely enough to allow her to draw level to him, and then they legged it to the other side of the hotel site wherein bungalows cropped.

Jogging throughout the arcs of lane uniting cabins, Casnar guided her toward the one he had kipped inside a little while back this dawn and was about to settle up and leave—providing that Thane in any way appeared when he was expected to…Braith was yet on his trail by not many yards, and he threw open the entry door following unlocking it. He close to tumbled across the doorsill, "…Gii'mo (Shit)," he hissed.
Thane's industry was present the whole of the kitchenette's floor, the walls, the plafond…The mephitis had struck him before anything else, anyhow.
Casnar pirouetted, crashing the entrance panel tremendously on its mount, "…On second thought, this isn't my suite." Where is Thane, he thought wildly.
Braith waited in back of him, studying Casnar. "What's the matter," she inquired, "…You don't recollect where you're staying?"
"Uh, sure I do," Casnar pivoted, cussing inside his head, "…Definitely not here though." Where is Thane! Accompanied by a snigger, she slipped her hands upwards his shirt, on top of his chest, and towed him to look onto her anew, Casnar well-nigh clearing out of his scales just after whatever person should put in an appearance beyond her but Thane.
Having materialized more or less out of the happening, Thane looked to be of a mind to depart from Skyllia.

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gii'mo: "shit" or "feces" in Rakhïk Drell language — used to express anger, surprise, or disgust.

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