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Miniver Cheevy ([info]miniver) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-07-30 00:15:00

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Entry tags:miniver cheevy, remy lebeau

Who: Miniver Cheevy and Remy LeBeau
What: ...doin' stuff.
Where: Mini-Mordhaus, London
When: Nightish
Warnings/Rating: Knowing these two... proooobably sex, likely drugs, conceivably angst, hypothetically naughty language.




When Remy arrived, he would be met by a roadie or two and conducted to the library -- it's still under construction, as is much of the ever-expanding fortress of a castle of a home, but it's already huge, and this is where Miniver would be found.

The roadie leaves Remy at the door. Inside, a place even more mazelike than Sable's little burrow of a shop is sprawled, and somewhere inside, someone humming...



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[info]gambitlebeau
2008-07-30 02:04 am UTC (link)
He slipped away, patting Miniver's shoulder as he walked to a chair, and slid into it like it was built just for him. "Not gun' turn one down." He looked up at the hippie with an expression that would be searching, if it weren't for his eyes being inverted colors from most other people -- like a negative of a photo -- and somehow more unreadable in that way.

"Homme, you ain't t'at mousey poet I knew back t'ere. Been too long."

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