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[dragon_twin]

Melou isn't in the bar as much as he used to be as of late. Whether there's some big, cosmic reason for that, he really doesn't know. More importantly, he doesn't care

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[will_scarlett]

After a rather frustrating morning of practice and being ignored by Mai, Will's been in the Bar.

His ribs hurt less and he's been trying to do some reading, but at the moment is just sitting by the fire though with whiskey not scotch and wondering when Iorek will finish the arrow heads.

[dragon_twin]

Whiskey is a fine alternative, in Melou's eyes.

"Will, right?" Melou thinks he recognizes the other man.

[will_scarlett]

Will looks over and looks for a moment at Melou then gives a sitting bow,

"Aye, milord, ye'll 'ave to forgive me I've forgotten yer name though 'member who ye are."

[dragon_twin]

"Melou," he offers easily enough. "I'd offer a warning that I could just as easily be my brother, but I don't think he comes here anymore."

[angela_edmunds]

As usual, Angela is not here when he arrives. It's the rhythm of their relationship that she usually arrives after he does. Why? Whim of the bar.

Her world right now is nothing but stress, stress, stress, which is why when she arrives, straightening out her skirt and cuddling a lively calico cat at the same time, she's rather glad of the break. And the fact that Melou is here is even better. She puts Anwen on the floor and sneaks up behind his chair to put her hands over his eyes.

He always recognizes her, almost immediately. "Boo."

[dragon_twin]

"Boo yourself," he replies, taking one of her hands to kiss the palm.

[angela_edmunds]

She smiles then, and comes over to sit on the arm of the chair beside him. Anwen is big enough to put her front paws on his knee, sniffing. "How are you," she asks, leaning over to drop a kiss into his hair.

[dragon_twin]

He shrugs and lifts Anwen up onto the couch beside him. "Same a ever, I guess. You get things sorted out with your parents?"