“I’ll settle for your company, and an invitation for the next time you infiltrate a gambling ring specifically to cheat them of their winnings.”
One last mug -- Oghma willing, he won’t need to entreat her for anything so dire as an amputation.
Otherwise clean, cool, collected, he pauses at the door, and hefts the borrowed packet. Any hesitation has left him, and taken translucence with it. He’s as opaque as a stapler on a desk, and about as remarkable at a glance.
“Thank you for the drink. I’ll have these back to you before the week is out.”
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Date: 2020-10-19 07:19 pm (UTC)One last mug -- Oghma willing, he won’t need to entreat her for anything so dire as an amputation.
Otherwise clean, cool, collected, he pauses at the door, and hefts the borrowed packet. Any hesitation has left him, and taken translucence with it. He’s as opaque as a stapler on a desk, and about as remarkable at a glance.
“Thank you for the drink. I’ll have these back to you before the week is out.”