[Gentleman. Not a typical descriptor for Joseph Kavinsky, perhaps so unnatural that he's never heard it before. He can't help a snort, a cheap half-laugh, because he's keeping an eye out for anyone paying them too much mind. It wouldn't be beyond one of the other Hive members to interrupt Kavinsky's initiation attempts out of petty well-meaning.
They seem distracted by the funeral, though, and he mentally whispers a silent thanks to the dead elf. His perishing wasn't meaningless after all.
The pair of them, Kavinsky and the new guy, walk far enough out that they wouldn't be easily viewed. Even Kavinsky's fireworks--both literal and metaphorical--shouldn't immediately have anyone running if his 'friend' doesn't send out a mental link distress flare.]
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They seem distracted by the funeral, though, and he mentally whispers a silent thanks to the dead elf. His perishing wasn't meaningless after all.
The pair of them, Kavinsky and the new guy, walk far enough out that they wouldn't be easily viewed. Even Kavinsky's fireworks--both literal and metaphorical--shouldn't immediately have anyone running if his 'friend' doesn't send out a mental link distress flare.]
I'm gonna be nice. Last chance to back out.