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[ingweron]

*leaves the Mindon for the first time in days*

*is satisfied that it has been returned to rights* *even if it's still a little wonky*

*walks pretty purposefully, on the look-out for Lomion*

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[lomion_maeglin]

*has just this minute had a decision enforced on him by his mun that he is currently living with his parents and doesn't go out much aside from the nights when he strips at the club*

[ingweron]

*wonders whether this is one of his on-duty nights or not?*

[lomion_maeglin]

*yes. Yes it is*

[ingweron]

*intrigued*

*randomly, oh yes, randomly, swings by the club*

[lomion_maeglin]

*just HAPPENS to be starting his act*

[ingweron]

*wanders into the club*

*is exceptionally thirsty*

*orders a drink*

*glances up at the stage*

...

[lomion_maeglin]

*is enjoying himself*

[ingweron]

*completely forgets about his drink*

*just stares*

[lomion_maeglin]

*gets down to the basics fairly quickly*

[ingweron]

*grips the edge of the table tightly*

*suddenly remembers so very much*

[lomion_maeglin]

*finishes up and saunters off, looking pleased*

[ingweron]

*jumps up, rather quickly*

*makes his way to the dressing room*

[lomion_maeglin]

*is pulling on a robe*

Come on in, Mirime.

[ingweron]

It's... uh.. not Mirimë.

[lomion_maeglin]

*stares*

Obviously not.

[ingweron]

*rubs the back of his neck with his hand*

I... ah... saw you out there. I... well...