For a Man Who Doesn't Embarrass Easily...
Oscar Saint-Just is embarrassed. Quite a bit.
"I... well, it's been a while. I have no excuses. Is Rob here?"
And if no one pounces molests attacks sets him on fire greets him, he'll be making his way to the kitchen to make himself a much needed cup of tooth-achingly sweet coffee. Even if they do greet him, he'll be inching toward the kitchen door.
typist: There will be a longer explanation in OOC sometime this weekend. Oscar is back, still in his laid-back retired Oscar!lite mode. Same typist. One of the Havenite "space revolutionaries" from David Weber's Honor Harrington series.
"I... well, it's been a while. I have no excuses. Is Rob here?"
And if no one pounces molests attacks sets him on fire greets him, he'll be making his way to the kitchen to make himself a much needed cup of tooth-achingly sweet coffee. Even if they do greet him, he'll be inching toward the kitchen door.
typist: There will be a longer explanation in OOC sometime this weekend. Oscar is back, still in his laid-back retired Oscar!lite mode. Same typist. One of the Havenite "space revolutionaries" from David Weber's Honor Harrington series.