(no subject)
Of all the things historians may have said about General Mark Antony in 47 BC, when he was Master of the Horse in Rome and governing the Italian peninsula while Caesar was away fighting the Pompeyan faction, it's probably unlikely that any have noted that he is a man who knows where his towel is. But it's true, at least today as he comes into the bar--he's wearing it. Hey, he's just returned from a bath. And anyway he's got the confidence to carry that as a look, and Roman towels are pretty substantial.
"It's been a while," he murmurs to no one in particular as he makes his way up to the bar.
Very botherable.
[ooc: open until it scrolls, but slowtimes are in effect! go on, you know you want to...]
"It's been a while," he murmurs to no one in particular as he makes his way up to the bar.
Very botherable.
[ooc: open until it scrolls, but slowtimes are in effect! go on, you know you want to...]