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[Nov. 8th, 2009|09:23 pm] |
*pops into the coffee shop a good fifteen minutes early with Doc in tow, the both of them laughing and pink-cheeked with the cold* ...no, but seriously. You think I sound like the astronomer? I'm eight pages in and he's already inviting his guest to a hanging, for Eru's sake.
*takes a seat at a table for four, shrugging out of his coat and draping it over the back of the chair* *continues* I mean, I'm all about gallows humor—pun completely intended—but I don't think he was kidding. |
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