Who:
swordofthenorth &
applelimberWhen: Tonight
Where: The Foxhole
Format: Action
What: Isley makes good on his promise to visit her fine establishment.
Warnings: Let's hope not! (It would be sure to be violence.)
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An apple a day keeps the abyssals away...or not. )
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[But there's still fear there too. A lot of it.]
[But mostly hate.]
No thanks. Think I just lost my appetite.
[Helen gives the half-eaten apple a toss towards the garbage before eyeing the bag on the counter warily.]
What the hell is that?
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[Isley observes as Helen abandons her half-eaten apple, but he does not seem phased. Instead he undoes the string binding the bag he has set upon the counter and he smiles. The cheery expression is almost out of sorts upon his face, at least in her presence.]
I passed through the market on the way here. One of the shopkeepers was selling various types of nuts. They seemed an appropriate snack for a bar, so I bought some. They’re for you. Or, as your appetite appears to be failing, perhaps you can save them for your patrons. When they return, of course.
[He flashes a toothy smile before taking a seat opposite her, hands folding neatly before him upon the countertop.]
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[But there's a difference between liking trouble and being suicidal]
Uh huh. Thanks.
[She takes the bag, tries not to make a face at the rattle of them. Damned if it doesn't really sound like bones.]
Thought you'd brought Rooster a gift for a second. What's your poison?
[Because she needs a drink. But she kind of likes phrasing it that way for him.]
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