Jan 27, 2009 22:40
[His voice is no longer a raspy wreck, but it's still scratchy.]
Remy, you wanted to talk?
Annie, you left a bunch of your clothes in my room, so I've folded them here for whenever you want to pick them up.
thinking deep thoughts,
priestly business,
remy,
belle
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Why're her...
I'll be right there. Your room or...?
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[Glaukir is stretched out in a deck chair in the new clothes he and Belle managed to scrounge up from Deck 12. He's got a pair of sunglasses pushed up into his hair and his feet are bare, his sleeves rolled up around his elbows. He still hasn't healed the puncture wounds on his throat and they're scabbed over.]
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He looks to his left and sees the priest appearing pretty relaxed and he approaches casually, trying not to laugh at the sunglasses. All urge to laugh leaves as he eyes the man's neck. Oh yeah. Needed to find out about the casino as well]
Hey, Kir.
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[He's half-drunk as he has been for a while, unshaven, and when he speaks he flicks the sunglasses down from his head onto his face.]
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