Jul 28, 2004 21:17
*A massive BOOM splits the air, and the bar is filled with rose petals and flying dirt. Anthy lands on a table. She sits up, fumbling for her glasses, and tries to look as though nothing has happened.*
hob gadling,
anthy himemiya,
nitz walsh,
methos,
moiraine
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Thank you. Thank you so much. I needed that.
*it is obvious that he is well on his way to drunkenness,*
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Ah-ah. That's private.
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Wait.
*lifts bottle as a test.*
No. Yes. I haven't got enough here.
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Thanks. You're true blue.
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. . . Maybe that's not such a good idea. You could have shaved ice instead.
*looks conflicted, and then carefully slides the notebook away while Hob is distracted by the alcohol*
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I'll stick to tequila, thanks.
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*begins to look a little less cheerful*
*begins to look as though she feels guilty*
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Hob, stop.
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Please?
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Where's my notebook?
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It's not better than being sober. You just make things worse for yourself.
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