#now I have a hankering for fresh spoo

[handypolymath]

For @crankygrrl

Summary: It's said the first act of Emperor Cotto was slaying a monster. In fact, they were rescuing a old friend. From the prompt, 'soulmates who are fated to kill each other'.

All Chains Rust

Vir Cotto wore the same rumpled posture and short proletarian crest. His bow was shallow but heartfelt, his smile sad.

G'kar thumped his chest, then spread his arms in welcome.

Vir lifted the alabaster box in his hands, stepping to a side table to set it down.

G'kar gripped Vir's upper arm, felt the warm tempered strength.

"A gift from the Centauri Court, I presume," he lifted the lid and laughed at the chill-packed cut crystal bowl of fresh spoo, nestled beneath wadded goldcloth.

Vir opened his mouth and then sighed as G'kar read Londo's drunken scrawl on the napkin.

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