Miguel (miguel_ohara) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2019-01-02 23:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | fitzwilliam darcy, miguel o'hara |
Who? Miguel and Darcy
Where? Darcy's apartment
When? After this, 31st December
What? Miguel is checking up on his friend
Open? To Mrs Darcy, of course.
Miguel had grabbed a bottle of something fizzy and a few glasses, as well as refilling his other glass from Bryn's Top Shelf stock. He was probably going to owe her a hell of a lot of something, but the buzz he currently had was very good, very good indeed, so that was okay. He slipped away from the party, having already explained to Sarah what he was doing, and made his way down through the corridors via the elevator to Darcy's place. Not the books place, Darcy's actual place, yes. He moved quickly, despite being mostly drunk, so it didn't take very long at all.
"Darcy!" he called, from the corridor, and knocked politely on the door. He wasn't going to dent the door, because that would be stupid. And he wasn't going to knock super-loudly either, also because that would be stupid. "Hi, are you in? Lyla, is Darcy in?"
"I am unaware of the location of Mr Darcy, Miguel, but the probability that he is in his apartment is very high," his Holoagent replied. "Miguel, your blood-alcohol level i-"
"It's also high, I know. It's on purpose, Lyla, so don't worry," he told her, and winked. Not that it showed, since he was wearing his glasses again. He hadn't fancied being drunk and having to deal with poking at his eyeballs to remove his contact lenses, especially when he had razor-sharp talons on the ends of his fingertips. That seemed beyond really shocking stupid, and Miguel was drunk, not stupid. So he drank some more.
"Darcy! Hellooo?"