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Millitimed to ... oh, some point after visiting Lilly and the Montreal OOM, which probably makes it today, Puck learns that there are consequences for teasing the Devil.
It is safe to say that Puck is in considerably worse shape than usual this evening.
It isn't necessarily immediately apparent-- he usually wears jeans, after all, which hide quite a bit-- but his shirt is buttoned up all the way, and the sleeves are rolled down. Despite that, he does have a rather visible mark on his cheek: fading purple.
He's really not in a great mood.
When he comes to the bar, hoping perhaps for something numbing and alcoholic, three red roses appear along with a note. Thank you for your company. Puck blinks down at the flowers, frowning.
He knows who he'd like to think they're from, at least. Certain other possibilities present themselves.
It is safe to say that Puck is in considerably worse shape than usual this evening.
It isn't necessarily immediately apparent-- he usually wears jeans, after all, which hide quite a bit-- but his shirt is buttoned up all the way, and the sleeves are rolled down. Despite that, he does have a rather visible mark on his cheek: fading purple.
He's really not in a great mood.
When he comes to the bar, hoping perhaps for something numbing and alcoholic, three red roses appear along with a note. Thank you for your company. Puck blinks down at the flowers, frowning.
He knows who he'd like to think they're from, at least. Certain other possibilities present themselves.