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Feb 06, 2011 18:23
Urquhart is on a sofa by the fireplace, feeling really sick (
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morethanprops
February 6 2011, 19:07:38 UTC
Moist has been sleeping and has grown to hate the sight of his bed and comes downstairs in a cozy sweater when he spots Urquhart.
He walks over and collapses in a nearby chair, "I hate being sick."
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scots_wolf
February 6 2011, 19:12:56 UTC
Moist, apparently, is Moist again.
"Me too," Urquhart groans. "Hey, you!"
'Hello Alfred' would just be wrong, and 'Hello Moist' would make the poor man flinch, so 'Hey you' it is.
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morethanprops
February 6 2011, 19:16:50 UTC
He keeps having odd thoughts from Watson, but they're not taking over,
"Hello. When will this end? I don't remember the last time I was this sick."
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scots_wolf
February 6 2011, 19:33:46 UTC
"Can be more than a week," Urquhart says. "I looked after Sunshine while she had it. Shall I order more tea from the waitrat?"
He can't really be bothered to move himself. He feels as if his bones were made of lead, and his muscles of stale milk-soaked bread.
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Comments 37
He walks over and collapses in a nearby chair, "I hate being sick."
Reply
"Me too," Urquhart groans. "Hey, you!"
'Hello Alfred' would just be wrong, and 'Hello Moist' would make the poor man flinch, so 'Hey you' it is.
Reply
"Hello. When will this end? I don't remember the last time I was this sick."
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He can't really be bothered to move himself. He feels as if his bones were made of lead, and his muscles of stale milk-soaked bread.
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