Gor (ibroughtdice) wrote in oblivionrp, @ 2009-04-26 11:54:00 |
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Me and Bobby McGee
Who: Gor, Zoe and Slav
Where: Circean Delight
When: 2 PM (ish)
Gor had decided to objectively ignore what was happening outside until he could actually figure it out...or until it decided to make sense, anyway. He wasn't inclined to panic, but that certainly didn't mean he wanted to think about it either. It was the sort of thing you used in an epic-level campaign -- and, in fact, Gor was planning on using it -- if he ever got home.
Rather than sulk in his room all day (really, he didn't do that -- but only because there was no food in his room), Gor had decided to treat himself for lunch. Since the cafe didn't offer streak, he'd been forced to upgrade to somewhere a little more fancy -- Circean Delight.
He was celebrating. He hadn't bothered to tell his brothers, because they would have laughed. The most miraculous thing had happened -- his dice had been recovered. How they had found them in a vent and how they'd known the dice belonged to him was a mystery, but that was the sort of mystery Gor really didn't care whether it was solved or not.
So pleased was he, in fact, that he idly rolled them as he munched on his steak, the hard jade clattering noisily against the table's surface.