inchesofevil: New Frontier ([01] Bleeding you dry from the start)
Duncan Heimdall Jackson ([personal profile] inchesofevil) wrote in [community profile] zenderael_rl 2013-05-31 09:30 am (UTC)

"That's cool, I'm good with num--berssssnevermind." THOSE NUMBERS WERE PEOPLE, DUNCAN. YOU COULDN'T JUST FLIPPANTLY COMMENT ON THEM. He cleared his throat awkwardly, bringing a hand to his mouth and his eyes to the wall. "Anyway, yeah, send those over..."

Cuthbert. A familiar name and face, actually, and not just from Ezra's mention of him. The guy had always seemed like kind of a badass in canon. It struck Duncan suddenly that he'd probably get to meet him soon. The idea was intimidating. "Cuthbert and Doukas can bond over having to deal with us," he joked, shoving his hands into his pockets, but it came out a little stilted in light of his own awkwardness. (Why had he said that omg, and he got on Mal and Harriet for talking before thinking!)

He glanced back at the Likeness. It was easy to want to agree and brush it off, but he found himself suddenly curious. He went still, his brows drawing inward, a thought occurring to him.

People who went to the trouble of hiding dark secrets under a 2000-year conspiracy usually had more than one thing to hide.

He looked back at Ezra, suddenly very intense and not very awkward at all. "How do you know?"

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