"Not exactly," says the cheerful voice from the corner. It comes from a well-dressed man, older, with blue eyes that sparkle as if he knows something you don't.
Re: Captain SpauldingblueeyedmatadorApril 27 2009, 17:21:06 UTC
"Not Hell, that's for certain," he said, leaning back against his seat, "at least, not for most people. Some get bored, though, so I couldn't rightly say.
"I should point out, though, that exacts are the refuge of boring minds. Generalities give you so much more room."
Re: Captain Spauldingdo_i_stutterApril 27 2009, 17:34:56 UTC
"Of course I fucking do," Spaulding says. "People ain't perfect. I'm just a little old clown, after all. But you sure as shit seem like you're real proud of yourself."
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"And what, exactly, is it?" he says.
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"I should point out, though, that exacts are the refuge of boring minds. Generalities give you so much more room."
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"I wouldn't say that," he admitted, "just exceedingly crafty. The two are different, you know."
"But one thing I do know is that even I can be played. A being aware of his own fallibility, well, that is a man to watch."
He tilted his head, the blue eyes glancing sideways at the clown.
"What about you? Are you aware of your own fallibility?"
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"Little, no. Old, not quite yet. Little old? I wouldn't say so. A clown, well, there's nothing wrong with that."
He reclined again, closing his eyes.
"Just as there's nothing wrong with enjoying an afternoon at a relatively interesting drinking hall."
One of the eyes opened again as a smile curled on his lips.
"This one doesn't even smell of piss. Practically heaven, really."
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He reached out for the glass of scotch on the table in front of him.
"Care to sit? I'll even buy you a treat; you've interested me. Though I haven't been a boy for some years."
He tapped the gray at his temples.
"Well earned, I assure you."
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"Hell, no one earns their gray. That just happens all by itself. Gettin' to live that long, that's the hard part."
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He sipped at the edge of the tumbler.
"Louis, incidentally."
Incidentally indeed. Not that he hadn't gone by the name for some years now, no matter what terrible luck had come from it.
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"A beer for the good Captain. As he asked."
And one of the rats scampered off.
"Your first time here, I would assume easily enough?"
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"Shit, I ain't much for health codes, but that can't be right," he says.
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He smiled and took another sip.
"What brings you by? Or rather, where were you intending to go originally, if you don't mind me asking?"
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"Fair enough," he says. "Now I was going to the liquor store. Still ain't sure how I found this place."
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