He probably doesn't notice the man sitting in the corner of the room, looking distinctly unhappy about something or other.
He's dressed almost normally, almost like anyone Harvey could find outside the door. The only differences are in the shoes and the cut.
The shoes are a pair of Converse sneakers.
And the cut looks more tailored, almost Victorian the way it hugs the lines of the man's body. There are other things of course that would call his attention, but for the most part they are not visible for the moment. But...
All in all, it makes for an interesting look, not that Harvey is looking. And Liir, for his part, isn't really making any noise. He's too bothered for that.
"Probably not, actually," he observes from his little corner, wrapping one arm around his knees with a thoughtful shrug.
"The Wizard's lost his mind again. I don't have the first clue where the Doctor might have been tossed. And the rest of them..."
He swallows as he considered Jack. Trism. Candle.
Trindle, at least, he knows is still with the Wizard, her great-grandfather.
"If it was anyone else, I'd think this was all at random, but he was always very good at pretending to be more mad than he really was. And vice versa, of course."
There are a couple of different reactions that one can have when things like this occur.
You can either turn and react calmly, rationally. You can greet the intruder and then wait patiently to get angry.
Or you can go mad, swinging something in the direction of the individual and trying for attack.
Harvey opts for a combination of both (always one to break the rules) grabbing for a lamp on one of his side tables and brandishing it like a club expecting Sal, expecting Rossio and finding-
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He's dressed almost normally, almost like anyone Harvey could find outside the door. The only differences are in the shoes and the cut.
The shoes are a pair of Converse sneakers.
And the cut looks more tailored, almost Victorian the way it hugs the lines of the man's body. There are other things of course that would call his attention, but for the most part they are not visible for the moment. But...
All in all, it makes for an interesting look, not that Harvey is looking. And Liir, for his part, isn't really making any noise. He's too bothered for that.
"I'm going to kill the Wizard when I get back..."
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They told you to be wary of death threats.
What is it? someone? something?
Human nature is inherently fallible. Probably why he looks in the complete opposite of the direction Liir occupies.
He blinks, owlishly before shaking his head, "...It's all right Harv. S'all right."
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"The Wizard's lost his mind again. I don't have the first clue where the Doctor might have been tossed. And the rest of them..."
He swallows as he considered Jack. Trism. Candle.
Trindle, at least, he knows is still with the Wizard, her great-grandfather.
"If it was anyone else, I'd think this was all at random, but he was always very good at pretending to be more mad than he really was. And vice versa, of course."
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You can either turn and react calmly, rationally. You can greet the intruder and then wait patiently to get angry.
Or you can go mad, swinging something in the direction of the individual and trying for attack.
Harvey opts for a combination of both (always one to break the rules) grabbing for a lamp on one of his side tables and brandishing it like a club expecting Sal, expecting Rossio and finding-
The club does not get lowered, "...You-"
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