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 Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 9:52 pm
Nat makes a face at the mention of face paint. "Paint.. my face? Why?"
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"I... um.. Haven't seen her this morning. What's up?"
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He sits by her and tousles her hair. "Hey. Sparrow."
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 9:55 pm
"A flame here." He points to his cheek. "It will identify you as Cervelli's."
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"It's her boy, Richard. I'm keeping him at my place today."
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She wakes and slaps at him. "Stop it!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 10:00 pm
"Oh. So not the whole face." He nods.
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"Why's that?"
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He draws back. "Okay, geez. What's with you?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 10:02 pm
"No, not the whole face." He sets down the suit.
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"He wasn't doing so well. Some sort of headache. I think he drank too much."
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"Don't touch the haaaiiir."
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 10:07 pm
Munch! "Still a little strange. Just face paint? That's really going to clash with my skin." He looks at the suit with interest.
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"He's been drinking?" He shakes his head and laughs. "I'll go down and check on him."
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"It's just hair. I don't care if you mess up mine."
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 10:10 pm
"It is how all the servants are marked. You will be attending as a servant and aren't to speak to those who aren't servants unless spoken to directly."
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"All right. He's in a room above my bar. By the way, name's Orsen." He holds a hand out.
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"But I care if you mess up mine."
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 10:18 pm
"Seems simple enough."
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"Good to meet you." He shakes the hand with a smile, then shuts the door and starts walking.
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"Fiiine."
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 10:25 pm
"You are to follow orders. If you don't, you could get hurt."
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"You too." Orsen walks with.
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"Hmph!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 10:27 pm
"I'm sure everything will be fine." He smiles.
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"So how long have you been running that place?"
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He sticks his tongue out.
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 10:31 pm
"I hope so. These people are not ones you want as enemies, sir."
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"Several years."
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She wrinkles her nose.
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 10:37 pm
"No, probably not. Has this been tailored?" He puts the bowl down and lifts the suit.
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"I can't remember if I've been.."
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He smiles. "Cheer up."
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 10:41 pm
"Yes, sir. I am very accurate."
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"Maybe. Hasn't been very memorable until recently though. Hiring a piano player works wonders."
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"No."
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 10:42 pm
"When did you get my measurements?" He looks the suit over.
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"Oh yeah. Can't beat live music."
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"Why?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 10:46 pm
"I don't need to measure."
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"Right." They reach the bar! He unlocks it and lets Jed in. It's dark and empty in there right now.
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"Because you woke me up and I'm cranky."
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 10:49 pm
"Oh." He looks at Lindsey. "Why not?"
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"It's quieter than I thought it would be." He looks around.
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"But you've been sleeping a lot lately."
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