[ Alucard Emery made a lot of noise in every other part of his life for precisely moments like these, when he doesn't want to be seen coming or going. But more's the better for him if Jarlaxle blames it on the waves.
He steps back to make room for the other man to exit the hole, noting the understated feat of athletics in clearing what appears to be a rather tall wall of sand onto more sand. Alucard has his boots in one of his hands, and it would be understandable to assume it was for precisely the reason of not wanting to sink further into the sand than he has to.
His eyes flick briefly to the drunken sailor before he decides to put the man out of his mind. It sounds like a sunburn and a hangover are the best he has to look forward to, because he's not of the mind to stick around and play nursemaid; who knows if the man deserves it, either way? His storm colored gaze returns to Jarlaxle and he offers a serpent charming smile of his own. The man reminds him of a Faroan, but without a sign of a jewel to be found embedded in that dark face, Alucard doesn't dare to hope he's found someone else from home. Funny how 'home' now includes people from nations not his own. ]
Just a bit of exercise. You could say I've finished the roll and now I'm making my way into the stroll portion of the day. [ It's not a lie but, like Jarlaxle's smile, it isn't the whole truth either. ] Are you headed back to Eltrut as well?
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He steps back to make room for the other man to exit the hole, noting the understated feat of athletics in clearing what appears to be a rather tall wall of sand onto more sand. Alucard has his boots in one of his hands, and it would be understandable to assume it was for precisely the reason of not wanting to sink further into the sand than he has to.
His eyes flick briefly to the drunken sailor before he decides to put the man out of his mind. It sounds like a sunburn and a hangover are the best he has to look forward to, because he's not of the mind to stick around and play nursemaid; who knows if the man deserves it, either way? His storm colored gaze returns to Jarlaxle and he offers a serpent charming smile of his own. The man reminds him of a Faroan, but without a sign of a jewel to be found embedded in that dark face, Alucard doesn't dare to hope he's found someone else from home. Funny how 'home' now includes people from nations not his own. ]
Just a bit of exercise. You could say I've finished the roll and now I'm making my way into the stroll portion of the day. [ It's not a lie but, like Jarlaxle's smile, it isn't the whole truth either. ] Are you headed back to Eltrut as well?