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Jan. 12th, 2012 11:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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.
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.
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Date: 2012-01-14 06:32 am (UTC)It's not that Galadan lacks a knife -- nor even a fork, plastic though it may be. It is merely that raw meat is raw meat, and there will be some amount of blood.
Paper napkins will not cut it.
Alas.
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Date: 2012-01-14 06:47 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2012-01-17 03:25 am (UTC)As for the Wolflord, once he has made his way through most of the meat, he wipes off his fingertips, cleans off his knife, and pushes his plate away.
He'll wait for River to finish her own meal before speaking.
Out loud, at least.
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Date: 2012-01-17 03:36 am (UTC)They're apparently interesting. If you're River.
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Date: 2012-01-17 03:40 am (UTC)His brows are lifted in an expression of polite interest.
Just in case anyone should be observing.
"And Mary, too, of course."
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Date: 2012-01-17 03:47 am (UTC)"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.
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Date: 2012-01-17 03:49 am (UTC)And if one corner of his mouth should tilt ever-so-faintly upward --
What of it?
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Date: 2012-01-17 03:55 am (UTC)Yes.
That.
That's why she looks satisfied, no doubt.
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Date: 2012-01-17 03:56 am (UTC)There is not much point in it, really.
It's not like River doesn't already know.
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Date: 2012-01-17 04:03 am (UTC)About Mary.
('Fuss' may have a few definitions here, but Galadan doesn't actually need this warning. All it takes is knowing Mary Lennox.)
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Date: 2012-01-17 04:07 am (UTC)One eyebrow remains arched.
"Provided we lack an audience, I suppose I shall cope."
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Date: 2012-01-17 04:19 am (UTC)Galadan may feel free to choose who the intended target is.
She eats a blueberry, idly. (Mm, blueberry.) "You're very brave," she agrees.
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Date: 2012-01-17 04:23 am (UTC)As if to prove his point, he steals one of her blueberries.
Carefully. Almost as if moving too fast will set his head to throbbing again.
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Date: 2012-01-17 04:42 am (UTC)"We'll call it redundancy."
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Date: 2012-01-17 04:46 am (UTC)And speaking of generous --
He'll take another blueberry, thank you very much.
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Date: 2012-01-17 05:53 am (UTC)She is the soul of generosity! How kind of Galadan to notice.
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Date: 2012-01-24 04:28 am (UTC)Very few of those have anything to do with blueberries, strangely enough.