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Duke Crocker
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- 1: Lucier's condo above Lux, LA, Monday (shhhh, timey wimey)
- 2: Lucifer's (et al) mansion, Wednesday night
- 3: The Cape Rouge, Port of Fandom, early Monday morning
- 4: The Cape Rouge, Port of Fandom, Saturday afternoon
- 5: Outside the Gentlemen's Closet, Baltimore, Friday evening
- 6: A quiet pier, Cat Island, Bahamas, Tuesday morning
- 7: The deck of the Fin and Tonic, Tuesday afternoon
- 8: The Pier on Cat Island, Tuesday morning
- 9: The OceaNyx, in port and out to sea, Sunday morning
- 10: The galley of the Cape Rouge, Thursday evening
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Date: 2019-12-01 11:45 pm (UTC)While he was looking at the sky, she just found herself watching him. And maybe she thought that the shadows cast by the hoodie would hide her face if he happened to look back at her, or maybe it was just that she was tired and worn down from the excesses of last night, and it left her with less energy to keep guarded. Or both.
But under the few lights here, her expression was soft to a degree she usually tried not to show, the fondness in the faint curve of her lips more pronounced than she usually allowed.