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Jan 15, 2011 19:48

The door cracks open. Kim peers around, and lets out a relieved sigh when the room beyond proves to be Milliways. Slipping inside, she tucks a piece of wire into her pocket and heads for the fireplace to warm up. It's damn cold in London, but at least it's not raining ( Read more... )

abe no seimei, kim merrill, butch cassidy

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cant_kim January 16 2011, 01:32:03 UTC
Kim perches herself on the hearth, rubbing her hands together, and glances curiously at the man and his instrument.

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cant_kim January 16 2011, 01:47:10 UTC
Her eyebrows go up.

"Ain't my lookout if you play." She shrugs. "'S everyone's bar."

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i_got_vision January 16 2011, 01:47:26 UTC
There's a cowboy over in a chair by the fireplace--well, it's cold outside, and it's not like he's going to do outlaw business here, so what is there to do on a quiet evening but settle in with a favorite old book and some hot cider?

You take the quiet moments when you can. Kim gets a glance and a polite nod, when she approaches the fire.

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cant_kim January 16 2011, 01:59:57 UTC
She eyes him sidelong and gives him a nod in return, tucking her jacket a little closer around herself as she warms herself up.

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i_got_vision January 16 2011, 02:15:14 UTC
"There's some cider if you want it," he says, nodding toward a pitcher on the table nearby. "Should still be hot."

He's not pushy, just being friendly. Folks wouldn't come over by the fire if they weren't cold.

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cant_kim January 16 2011, 02:28:14 UTC
She shakes her head.

"Ain't thirsty. Thanks."

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