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Galadan, as it happens, is not much in the habit of staying in Milliways for long periods of time, particularly not in his human shape.

The situation being what it is, however, he has made very little protest about being escorted to one of said bar's rooms.

Give it a few days, mayhap.

Date: 2012-01-14 06:47 am (UTC)
river_meimei: (such a brat)
From: [personal profile] river_meimei
Apparently, Galadan's goal of the week is to make the Loompas launder as many bloody Milliways towels as possible.

There are worse aims. (And River is fresh out of handkerchiefs.)

Having fetched everything -- in a couple of trips, because River has to take care when carrying things that aren't weaponry or very hard to damage -- she settles down crosslegged on the bed, tucking bare feet beneath her, and bends over to fetch her fruit salad.

mmmm, kiwi. Galadan can keep the bloody venison.

Date: 2012-01-17 03:36 am (UTC)
river_meimei: (autumn leaves)
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River's mostly done with hers; she's to the point of desultorily poking at the last few blueberries with her chopsticks.

They're apparently interesting. If you're River.

Date: 2012-01-17 03:47 am (UTC)
river_meimei: (teasing?  never.)
From: [personal profile] river_meimei
River directs a look of affectionate tolerance at the last slice of kiwi in her takeout container.

"Everybody's shiny."

"She had soup. It's a precursor to sleep."

And now that it's morning, Mary has a bar full of opportunities to acquire food, hang out with friends, and ignore human beings in favor of her greenhouse.

Date: 2012-01-17 03:55 am (UTC)
river_meimei: (except they're poison)
From: [personal profile] river_meimei
River is surely entirely oblivious.

Yes.

That.

That's why she looks satisfied, no doubt.

Date: 2012-01-17 04:03 am (UTC)
river_meimei: (who we are and what we do)
From: [personal profile] river_meimei
"Gonna fuss," River warns him, amiably.

About Mary.

('Fuss' may have a few definitions here, but Galadan doesn't actually need this warning. All it takes is knowing Mary Lennox.)

Date: 2012-01-17 04:19 am (UTC)
river_meimei: (who we are and what we do)
From: [personal profile] river_meimei
River rolls her eyes. Affectionately!

Galadan may feel free to choose who the intended target is.

She eats a blueberry, idly. (Mm, blueberry.) "You're very brave," she agrees.

Date: 2012-01-17 04:42 am (UTC)
river_meimei: (such a brat)
From: [personal profile] river_meimei
It's certainly coincidence if River happens to nudge the container closer to him, too.

"We'll call it redundancy."

Date: 2012-01-17 05:53 am (UTC)
river_meimei: (you know you think i'm adorable)
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River, of course, beams.

She is the soul of generosity! How kind of Galadan to notice.

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