Vincent listens breifly outside of her door. Curiouser and Curiouser, cried Alice, he thinks to himself.
After several moments of eavesdropping, he finally raises his hand and knocks on the door slowly, three times. For some reason, the reverberations seem loud in the hallway, echoing down its legnth.
Vincent steps in, hands behind the back of his long frame. "No, thank you, Miss Sabrina."
He stands there, eyes scanning the room from behind his blue glasses. The Sluagh seems to be taking in his surroundings as if he were studying some piece ot art recently arrived at a museum.
"I believe you wished to continue our conversation from the other day? I pray you forgive my tardiness in following up, but alas, the reality of academia doth assert itself."
Khim watches at the Sluagh's gaze slides over her, her face as expressionless as his own. When he begins to speak about a past conversation, she stacks the notes on her desk neatly and leans back in her chair. "Should I leave you two alone?"
Vincent blinks at the roommate blandly. "I have no objection to your joining us, fair lady. Indeed the increased amount of participants, the more interesting things may become. Although, Miss Sabrina may have other thoughts on the matter, thoughts that as considerate peers we should take into consideration in view of modesty and respect."
Vincent holds up a hand. "If you forgive me, Miss Sabrina, I would prefer to stand. I find too much of my day is spent chairbound and bookchained, as it were."
Putting his hands behind his back, he nods. "Flashbacks, raging or otherwise? Yes, I recall now. Of course, it is a matter of recall altogether, I would think." He pauses. "You have such flashbacks, I am to understand?"
After several moments of eavesdropping, he finally raises his hand and knocks on the door slowly, three times. For some reason, the reverberations seem loud in the hallway, echoing down its legnth.
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He stands there, eyes scanning the room from behind his blue glasses. The Sluagh seems to be taking in his surroundings as if he were studying some piece ot art recently arrived at a museum.
"I believe you wished to continue our conversation from the other day? I pray you forgive my tardiness in following up, but alas, the reality of academia doth assert itself."
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Blink.
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Is she an Eiluned? Nah...
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Putting his hands behind his back, he nods. "Flashbacks, raging or otherwise? Yes, I recall now. Of course, it is a matter of recall altogether, I would think." He pauses. "You have such flashbacks, I am to understand?"
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