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[timsbooks]

His feet are up on a table, his mind elsewhere. He's still got all the roleplaying books stacked around him, and copious amounts of notes. And, there is, of course, the customary Mountain Dew.

But he's worried. He's intent on doing this, but still... doesn't know if it's exactly wise.

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[lucky_coyote]

"Hey." Johnny approaches the table with a wave and a grin. "How are you? Don't think I ever thanked you properly for the towel."

[timsbooks]

A wave of the hand.

"I never go anywhere without a towel."

[lucky_coyote]

"Sounds like a pretty good practice to me." He glances over the table. "I'll get you another round once you're done with that one, if you want. I figure I owe you."

[timsbooks]

"Jack and coke'll do me."

He grins.

"Pull up a seat friend."

[angela_edmunds]

Angela eyes the roleplaying books with interest. She's never played before, but she knows of the particular sort of game.

"What'cha doing?"

[timsbooks]

"Staring off into space."

A literal one, our Tim.

[angela_edmunds]

She gestures to the books and stuff. "I meant with all the stuff. Are you getting a game together?"

[timsbooks]

"Thinkin about it."

He rubs his thin.

"Thinkin a runnin a live action contest."