Date: 2016-05-10 03:06 am (UTC)
afineseamstress: (Cleanshaven smile.)
It is a couple, man and woman who approach, the former raising a brow. "Lost?" he asks, and Aramis' sleepy smile remains as he shrugs his shoulders.

"Where do you live?" he is asked, and Aramis thinks about the maps Athos had laid out. "Thayer Hall," he answers, slurring faintly as he leans forward. "Do you know where it is?"

The man steps closer, pulling Aramis' glasses from his nose to tap it. Aramis narrows his eyes as if he cannot see, not yet able to decide if the gesture is predatory or merely flirtatious, but then the man nods over his shoulder. "This way. We'll walk you."

"How kind," says Aramis with a small bow, his gaze flicking once to the alley where Athos and Porthos lurk. Thayer Hall is decidedly not in that direction.
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