148 [Video, from Hospital Bed]

[impure_tale]

[And here is the Marquis in the infirmary; not dressed as per usual, his dark hair unbound and cascading lazily over his shoulders, his right arm in a sling to prevent causing himself further pain just because he feels the constant desire to use it. He looks tired, but better.]

I do believe this is the moment where I say that rumors of my demise

Comments

Private.

[thegooddrjones]

Bravo, Marquis. Can I get you anything?

Private.

[impure_tale]

I do not suppose you could give me wine.

Private.

[thegooddrjones]

I don't think it's a good idea with the painkillers. Tomorrow though, it should be alright.

Private.

[impure_tale]

I do detest modern medicine.

Private.

[thegooddrjones]

I'm sorry. I can give ya something else to help ya relax if ya like.