☆011-You know I'm born to lose, and gambling's for fools.

[live_ringer]

[There's a slow spreading of ink from one spot, as if someone had put their pen down to write, then realized they didn't quite know what they wanted to say. Eventually, the owner decides to go the clipped, succinct route.]

I went by Jack's place, today. Caught housekeeping clearing it out.

I have his things, if anyone's interested in [In what, a

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[spandexisyouth]

I did not talk much to him, but that is still sad news. I am sorry that you have lost him.

DARN YOU. Stop beating me to posts. It makes it look like I'm stalking you. D< /kicks

[grab_my_bells]

What, you're not? /is kicked :(

[spandexisyouth]

Um...maybe...but it was brother-dear's post, so I'd get here eventually /lovingly!

[grab_my_bells]

[grab_my_bells]

Ah. I'm sorry. [[fails, but he tried-ish?]]

[live_ringer]

Thanks. ['Tried-ish' is just fine.]

[feathered_earth]

[inkblot, she doesn't know if it'll do much good except as a tiny reminder he's not alone.]

I'm sorry.

[live_ringer]

[He mostly meant for this to be an announcement to those who would care, so he wasn't looking for a response one way or the other. But the concern is appreciated.]

Thanks.

[felinemystique]

I see.

[live_ringer]

[He will probably be bringing booze Bastet's place later, fyi.]

[felinemystique]

[He is one of her few brothers left, so as long as he can handle her stalker, he is more than welcome.]

[live_ringer]

[Stalker-chick might even end up being a welcome distraction.]

[weaver_girl]

I didn't know him, but I'm sorry.

[live_ringer]

'S appreciated.