Grasping the armrests, Rufus leans as though to stand - but the motion is one that pushes him up and forward, with a graceful twirl to face the other. One that leaves him actually floating above his seat to give the other man a properly disapproving leer, arms draped over his middle.
(He's spent a fair amount of time perfecting this ability that the port gave him, over the past few months. It comes almost too naturally to him now.) ]
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[ A grumble of words, as Jack moves 'round.
Grasping the armrests, Rufus leans as though to stand - but the motion is one that pushes him up and forward, with a graceful twirl to face the other. One that leaves him actually floating above his seat to give the other man a properly disapproving leer, arms draped over his middle.
(He's spent a fair amount of time perfecting this ability that the port gave him, over the past few months. It comes almost too naturally to him now.) ]
'Tis not a tragedy, in any case, but reality.