Stone's Throw

[Charon Tethras]

"No lessons or obligations I have to take care of for you?"

[Andreas Amell]

"Just... visiting Cadmus. And swinging by Aunt Seli's once a day, just to check in, let them see for themselves you're still breathing and such. And either Aunt Shannon's, Auntie Merrill's, Or Aunt Marian's every couple of days. None of them are special visits or anything."

[Charon Tethras]

"I was thinking maybe I'd crash at zi'Goldclaw's place. He knows you less well, so it'd be easier to hide. And then I just have to do controlled visits with the others."

[Andreas Amell]

"Sure, yeah," Andreas agrees, nodding approvingly. "Just remember to spend time with Cadmus specifically. And.." He frowns a little. I had wanted to get to know him myself but...

[Charon Tethras]

"It will be fine." He spares no time getting changed, his back to his twin. And in Dreas' clothes, he looks... well, not quite like him, but close.

[Andreas Amell]

"Not bad, not bad at all," Andreas declares, eyeing him carefully. "Hmm. The biggest tell is your hair and ear, I think. Hmmm. Perhaps..." Circling his brother now, he suggests, "wearing hats won't work inside much, so maybe... yeah... today and tomorrow, being annoyed about dumping a canister of turpentine on your head by mistake. And make sure you use all the grooming lotions and such I have in my kit. That'll start reviving your hair."

[Charon Tethras]

"Like this?" 

And Charon draws himself up, standing fully upright now. He puts on a petulant pout, crossing his arms. "Clumsy, stupid," he mutters under his breath. "Who puts turpentine on a ladder rung?! Of all the stupid places to put--"

[Andreas Amell]

"I don't sound so-- prissy," Andreas protests, flushing.

[Charon Tethras]

"I don't sound so-- prissy," Charon mimics, sounding prissier. 

[Andreas Amell]

Andreas's eyes narrow and his ears flatten. "So it's like that is it," he growls. It shifts to a smirk before shifting far, far more. Eyes wide and coy, Andreas says in a, "Gee shucks golly, sirrah! Y'ee lukin mighty fine and fancy-like, ain't'chu, yah-yah," with a most hideous mishmash of rural draw and cat-cat gutter-cant.

[Charon Tethras]

Charon bursts out laughing. "What is that?!" he gasps, laughing harder. "What is that?!!"

[Andreas Amell]

"Wat's wat, y'uh sillu-billu goot," Andreas replies, thumping the side of his hand softly with a fist. "Ain't do'in nau pecky-lur."

[Charon Tethras]

"Have you ever met a cat from the country?!" he gasps out, between hysterical laughter. 

[Andreas Amell]

"Ayup, ayup, shure have dunn," Aldreas replies, curious as to whether he can get Charon to fall over.  Granted, it was only briefly, but he did sound like this. Close anyway.

[Charon Tethras]

Sure enough, he sits down hard, laughing too hard to breathe for a moment. "Don't go into the theater," he manages when he can speak again, wiping at his eyes.