Some post-corpse booze

May 12, 2008 09:26

Continued from here.Spade has, quietly, been stockpiling non-perishable foodstuffs and booze in his room, as he never fully trusted the Mansion's magic. But it's all tucked out of sight, save one bottle of bourbon sitting on his desk, three quarters full. "Afraid I don't have much to mix it with, other than water," he comments, as he leads Anita ( Read more... )

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tomboy_22 May 12 2008, 13:42:34 UTC
"At this point, I don't think I want to mix anyway," I reply grimly. The heaviness of the situation is growing on me, and I'm feeling a little broken - but I'm thankful for Sam's presence - it's a definite balm.

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mancalledspade May 12 2008, 23:15:55 UTC
"Fair enough. With water, then, or just neat?"

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tomboy_22 May 13 2008, 01:22:59 UTC
"Neat, for starters." I look around the room a little, though not digging persay in his things - just trying to distract myself by figuring out this intriguing flash from the past.

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mancalledspade May 13 2008, 01:30:03 UTC
His room is neat, though not obsessively so; a bit bare. Depending on how close she is looking, there may be a few spaces, as if there were things there than have since been removed, though it's not horribly obvious.

He pours them each a bourbon, then, and brings her one. "Here's to finding bodies. Always livens up the day."

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