Because NO ONE's been in lately... (none of mine, anyway)

[krazyglusurgeon]

Garion is downstairs. He'd come down earlier for a morning run, had his breakfast right after and then gotten ambushed by a little boy and his wolf. As such, all three ended up on the couch near the fire and because Garion had gotten up a little too early, as had Geran, both had fallen asleep again. Wolf looks mildly aggravated with this turn of

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[and_far_away]

Sharpe's around, and willing to talk to whichever one - or indeed more - of said men, wolves and vampire may want to talk to him.

[wellthrownstone]

The wolf, who is not so little anymore, skitters over to Sharpe, remembering him from a few times in the past when he'd spoken to Garion. Wolf doesn't want to seem like he's waking them up because he's bored, but it's easy enough to lead Sharpe over to the sleeping bundle of father and son on the couch.

[and_far_away]

Sharpe looks at the wolf not-really-a-cub, then at Garion and Geran on the couch. It's easy enough to make the connection.

"Bored, are you?"

[wellthrownstone]

The wolf tilts his head. He doesn't speak Man, but the manthing seems to have it right.

[2nd_feanorian]

Maglor leaned on the bar, somewhere between the soldier and the red-headed man with the staff, and ordered breakfast.

"Morning," he said to the world at large.

[sir_apropos]

"At least you had the good sense not to preface that with 'good'," I comment after I finish chewing a bit of bacon. Really, the stuff is very good.

[2nd_feanorian]

"Had a bad night?" Maglor asked, conversationally, as he ordered French Toast from the bar.

[sir_apropos]

"Not precisely. I just don't trust the day until it's over with," I find myself admitting. I'm not cranky, exactly. Just paranoid. There is, actually, a difference.

[dragonmenacier]

Trism slide in next to them, wraps an arm about, and kisses them both.

"What are you reading, Liir?"

[not_broomboy]

Trindle opens one eye to give her father a Look before dropping back off. Liir, on the other hand, appreciates the affection and leans up against his companion as much as could be considered comfortable.

"Another book on accounting, of course. What did you expect? It's actually somewhat interesting. This one is somewhat more geared towards self-teaching, which I've found to be very helpful."

[dragonmenacier]

He gives an amused smile.

"I'm glad you've found something you have passion and talent for, boy-o. Guess I'll bring in the money, and you'll manage it."

[not_broomboy]

He smirks.

"Very possibly. Unless I find something more amusing or something I'm better at, though I doubt there could be two things that I'm not abysmal at."

[bloody_rockgod]

Charlie wraps his arms around Darien's neck and rests his chin on the top of his head. "Coffee," he observes brilliantly.

[qsilver_lab_rat]

He points to the cup.

"Lifeblood."

[bloody_rockgod]

"Boiled bark with sugar," Charlie retorts and kisses Darien's hair.

[qsilver_lab_rat]

He shakes his head.

"Boiled beans and sugar. Or seeds. Or whatever."

Grumble grumble nuzzle sip.