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Mar 24, 2011 21:01

Moist walks through the Front Door a picture of elegant nervousness in his best three piece pinstripe suit, fiddling with a pocket watch and its not until he's at the counter that he snaps the watch firmly shut.

Then he orders a drink, mutters a heartfelt curse in Uberwaldian and downs it.

Once he's done that, he sits and looks around the Bar, there's still a nervous energy about him but now there's a touch of excitement instead of fear.

He'll need to figure out when the funeral is and how close he can cut leaving but that's part of the challenge.

moist von lipwig, teja, claudia donovan, raylan givens, urquhart

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