#Manuscript Search Tag Gam

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Find The Word Tag Game

Thank you @primroseprime2019 for tagging me <3

My Words: hello, welcome, goodnight, morning and day

I'll be doing a Changeling Search, because I don't want to risk posting Darkling spoilers :D

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Hello

As she moved, a thick braid fell over her shoulder. The style wasn't unlike Mistress Gladstone's, but the young woman's braid of honey-brown hair was thick and chunky. Lizzy suspected when worn loose, her hair would be a veritable cloud around her.

"Uh... hello?" the vampire said, eyebrows lifting as she finally focussed her attention on Andric.

"I'm Hunter Roche," he introduced himself. "Are you Cara Evelyn?"

The woman's features fell into a concerned frown, "I am. Is there a problem?"

Welcome

He wanted to know what she'd been thinking. What had been going through her mind behind those entrancingly electric blue eyes, but Andric didn't know how to ask her, so he just nodded.

"You're welcome. Can't have half the school getting distracted with the scent of fey blood now, can we?" he teased, keeping his voice light before nodding towards the door. "Come on. Knowing you and Booker, I can't see either of you going to the rest of your classes for the night. I'll walk you back to your room. I'm sure he can find you there."

Goodnight

I didn't have 'Goodnight' so I searched for night instead.

"Nothing," Lizzy answered, wincing. It was too short, and too sharp, and she hoped he was still drowsy enough to miss her tells.

Her hope sank when Booker paused in his grooming to blink at her owlishly. It took a couple of seconds before her abrupt answer seemed to register, but when it did his frown deepened into an outright scowl.

"Lizzy, you're fully dressed in the middle of the night, with a bag packed, and the best you can come up with is 'nothing'?"

Morning

This is one of my absolute favourite exchanges between Booker and Lizzy, showing their bantering backchat. <3

"There are lights," she told him, "and where there are lights, there are people. If there are people, Booker, then there's going to be an inn—"

"A hotel."

"—a hotel, and then we can stay there for the night, and figure out where to go next in the morning."

"With what money, Lizzy?" Booker prompted, and she shot him a glare.

"I have gems to trade, of course. I'm not a complete idiot."

Day

"Think of it like the first day of school, all over again," Booker tried reassuring her across their bond. His mind brushed light and gentle against her own, as though he could sense how fragile she felt.

He probably could, Lizzy mused. Her head was a mess of emotions, and she had no idea which of them Booker might be responding to, or if he was responding to all of them, and she pushed back as much gratitude as she could muster before responding.

"No. We've got that delight to look forward to tomorrow."

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Your words are: Hot, Damp, Shiver, Blink, and Green.