059 [Voice]

[heavenonthemind]

What's this going on? The Admiral hit something but I'm not feeling any different.

[There's some rustling as he shifts where he's situated on Iago's bed, comfortable and feeling pretty good for the first time in a long time.]

Is anyone feeling anything?

[Private to Sexby]I'd like to sit down and have dinner with you, sir. Nothing formal, but a

Comments

Re: private

[heavenonthemind]

Thank you.

Iago said he would tell the Marquis and told me I should keep out of any argument they might have.

You have no idea how relieved that makes me.

Re: private

[heavenonthemind]

He thought so too.

I... the nightmares are coming less frequently, sir.

[Spam]

[inhumandog]

[Iago glances over and glares at him, kicking him gently.]

What are you doing?

Re: [Spam]

[heavenonthemind]

[Judas looks over with an innocent look.]

I'm only asking if people are feeling normal.

[But then he gives a weak kick that's more of a nudge than a kick.]

Re: [Spam]

[inhumandog]

[Iago shook his head, keeping his glare.]

Are you getting us into trouble?

Re: [Spam]

[heavenonthemind]

[Judas shook his head.]

I'm not getting anyone into trouble. I'm staying away from the Marquis like you asked.

[He shifted again where he was situated against the headboard and Iago's shoulder.]