...this place keeps on getting better and better.
[A possibly familiar, staticky sigh.]
If you happen to find a ring in the alley behind the new arrivals block, it's mine.
[His tone says he doubts you will.]
...what the hell is a 'Mudblood,' anyway?
[[ooc: so. part of his hand got burned away and one of his lovely rings fell off. :[ He would like it
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What's this shit about a sickness about, anyway?
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Mmmmf. Mud ...bloods. Oh. I remember that book. From home. I wish Spike were here. He could read it. To me. Or Mother. Could...
[Sound of someone turning over - possibly in a bed.]
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...I guess that should be your line... I've been stuck down a rabbit whole with some yammering- doesn't matter. Back now. On my way. ...Will be on my way as soon as I know where to go. Where are you? What's wrong?
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[Hear the weak smile!]
Hey, you.
[sigh.]
Clinic. Sephiroth [mumble mumble] back.
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[ instantly shoves the forge in his pocket and sets off at a dead run for the right part of town. ]
[ Which is easy to tell, 'cause he forgot to turn the forge off. ]
[ Have some annoying sounds of leather rustling and unhelpful viewscreen smudging and occasional British slang expostulations, before the right button is accidentally smooshed and turns the damn thing off. ]
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I can explain, but I'm much more interested in what you might tell me. Is there somewhere we can meet?
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[A pause.]
[Then, //private.]
What do you know about it?
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[Private]
Forgive me, I don't trust these devices. Can you meet me at the Folkehaven Bookstore in an hour?
[ She could guess it but probably wouldn't set foot in it. ]
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[He does sound wary, but what did you expect?]
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How the hell do you lose a ring? Get your hand cut off?
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...Eggplant.
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So now you're missing a hand.
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Not really.
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