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[And here is Reaver, reclining lazily on his cot in Level Zero looking just as pleased as punch if not a little bored, which is really no change from how he usually is. His jacket and vest have been folded to serve as a pillow, which honestly works out quite well considering how fluffy the collar on his coat is.]
Well, it's hardly the royal suite, but what is anymore? I'm probably still more comfortable than Stephen, at any rate.
Stephen? Have you met my dear friend Stephen, everyone? He hates money and invites everyone to borrow his things. But while we're on the subject: Tell me, my dove, how is that socialized health care working out for you? And don't pick at that, sweetling, or it's never going to heal.
Holmes, dear boy -- Tell me: what's the policy on conjugals?
(ooc: So Reaver shot Obrien. And was rather fine with the whole ordeal. He'd been meaning to do that to show off his "I do wat I want" attitude. But yes. Now he's in Zero. Being a bit of a shit.)
Well, it's hardly the royal suite, but what is anymore? I'm probably still more comfortable than Stephen, at any rate.
Stephen? Have you met my dear friend Stephen, everyone? He hates money and invites everyone to borrow his things. But while we're on the subject: Tell me, my dove, how is that socialized health care working out for you? And don't pick at that, sweetling, or it's never going to heal.
Holmes, dear boy -- Tell me: what's the policy on conjugals?
(ooc: So Reaver shot Obrien. And was rather fine with the whole ordeal. He'd been meaning to do that to show off his "I do wat I want" attitude. But yes. Now he's in Zero. Being a bit of a shit.)