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Marcus Flint (marcedflint) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"I will," he assured Roger, because Marcus was sure that now that it had been implanted, he wasn't going to be able to get the idea of another tattoo out of his head. Of course, he was far more concerned with not having to see the Mark - and people's reactions to it - than his choice in clothing, but the end result was the same, he supposed.

Rather than respond verbally to Roger's statement and subsequent action, Marcus smoothed his fingers over his forehead lightly, his elbow resting against the table so that the movement covered his eyes and half his face, which he could feel hearing slightly at the display. Shaking his head lightly again, he looked back at the other man once he'd safely asked a question about a different topic. "Yes, really, I will cook for you," he answered, amused. He shrugged up one shoulder as he answered, "Probably not. I tend to only cook for myself, most of the time."

Sensing that he'd somehow said something that had put Roger off - though Marcus had no idea what that might have been - he was about to apologize when the announcer rattled off the final score of the game, and he couldn't help looking towards the wall the sound was emanating from, his eyebrows furrowed as he said, "Huh. Wouldn't have thought that would end in a draw."