Post by LARSA KARIMI on Feb 4, 2015 19:21:09 GMT
It had been one week since he'd sent that letter out to Alya. He had told her to come back soon, but he had not expected her to turn up so soon. On the other hand, Larsa would have been lying if he said that he did not pause every once in awhile as he went about his work, glancing out the window to see if Alya would turn up.
By now, he'd forgiven her for mailing him a pound of salamander feces. Probably a good thing, considering that she was seating across from him now.
"C'mon! Tell me about the salamanders!" he implores her. "Was it as big as the one you brought home that one time? Do all of them, you know, grow when they get scared?" For Larsa Karimi, the Shara-Irkalla conflict is far away, and he continues to serve Irkalla by going about his daily business.
"Wait, where'd you get that coffee from? Hey! That's from the pot that was sitting on the stove just now, isn't it? That was mine! I was looking forward to having it!"
By now, he'd forgiven her for mailing him a pound of salamander feces. Probably a good thing, considering that she was seating across from him now.
"C'mon! Tell me about the salamanders!" he implores her. "Was it as big as the one you brought home that one time? Do all of them, you know, grow when they get scared?" For Larsa Karimi, the Shara-Irkalla conflict is far away, and he continues to serve Irkalla by going about his daily business.
"Wait, where'd you get that coffee from? Hey! That's from the pot that was sitting on the stove just now, isn't it? That was mine! I was looking forward to having it!"
