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[visiblemystery]

*It's his birthday, and Lord Henry has, essentially, gone into hiding. He is in his library, but he isn't reading. He is, instead, standing by a window, a glass of absinthe in hand-- he isn't far gone yet, but appears to be seriously considering it. He despises the passing of years.*

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[auburn_wotton]

*has apparently robbed R's wine stash and tied a bow around the necks of a few bottles* ...Happy June?

[auburn_wotton]

*tilts head* Oh yeah? I've met a few people who were dead before they came here.

[visiblemystery]

*nods* There are a great deal of those.