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[Dec. 2nd, 2008|06:54 pm] |
*has landed up in Gondolin in response to the brief email message and subsequent phone conversation*
*exits the House of the Hammer of Wrath (good Lord, what a name) with quite a lot to think about* *has some time to consider before a definite answer will be required, thankfully, and so figures he can at least take a look around the city while he's here*
*hails a cab and, after a moment's consideration, asks the driver to take him to the nearest detention center* (*might as well start with what he knows, after all?*) |
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[Nov. 23rd, 2008|07:01 pm] |
*drives himself home from... wherever he was last night (something about a development strategy session)*
*smoothly navigates the not at all pressing late-morning traffic on his way back to the Pillar*
*or at least, smoothly until his two-door sedan encounters a sidewalk (then a fire hydrant, then a mailbox, then a building wall) somewhere outside the Swallow*
*is fortunately knocked out, then pillowed by, the air bag, well enough remain unperturbed by the act of the crash (the blood alcohol levels may also be a factor)* |
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thoughtful
drunk