Dec 16, 2006 23:42
There are many tables in the bar.
Quite a few of them are occupied.
One of them, in particular, is occupied by a very gangly man in a black coat and dusty blue jeans.
He also has cookies.
In between inhaling handfuls of said cookies, Raven looks about the bar with bright, black eyes.
Possibly he is searching for familiar faces.
Possibly he is just interested in people.
It only seems like a very great change, perhaps.
Perhaps.
silver corporal,
ace (pyro),
mary anne bell,
raven