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Jun 21, 2011 20:04

[It's raining. And not only is it raining, but the rain is slowly beginning to seep in through a few of the larger cracks in the roof of the house he and Katherine had been staying in.

Which was the reason he was currently sat in an arm chair in a corner, safely away from the down pour, one leg thrown over an arm, the other stretched out infront of him, chin craddled in his hand, fingers tapping against his lips.]

I have to wonder, if this so called 'event' will be anything like that of the week passed. And if so, what are expected to do with all of the water that will remain behind?

[He's a King, after all. It's his job to look after the well fare of his people. Even if the people of Adstringendum aren't exactly his people.]

Once this most unfortunate of events has passed, I would like to procur the services of anyone who knows to mend roofs. Your services will be rapayed generously, with either traded services or goods.

[Of course they'll be Katherine's services, but he's not going to mention that.]

!event: monsoon season, it's just like in the bible, what is this faggot tree, starting to miss home, !video, what the fuck, what is this bullshit, the king of england, getting my trade on

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