Open/Cards

[thornofcamorr]

Locke has found a good table, dragged it into his room, opened the windows, and set the stage. Because a stage it is. He's now sitting on the windowsill shuffling a deck of cards and looking remarkably pleased with himself, though it's easily mistaken for simple cheerfulness except for the glint in his eye. Because this is going to be fun.

Cyrano

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[cyranosavignien]

Yes well.

Cyrano shows up, quite disturbed by something he didn't expect to have to actually face himself.

He plops next to Locke, removes his hat, and sighs, rubbing his face with both hands.

[thornofcamorr]

Locke lifts his eyebrows at him. "Tired already?"

[cyranosavignien]

"Not exactly." He rubs his face. "It's one thing to hear about it. It's another to meet the subject."

A pause.

"How are you, Lamora?"

[thornofcamorr]

"That's cryptic."

Holding off on the second question, still waiting for an explanation.