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Malakai Chmelyk // 'Volos' ([info]volos) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-10-28 21:16:00

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Entry tags:malakai chmelyk

Who: Malakai Chmelyk and Jack Sparrow
What: Meetings, old war stories, and other things
When/Where: Tonight ('before nightfall'), the outskirts of London at Jack and Bill's place.
Warnings: Two slightly crazed vampires start telling tales- likely PG-13 or so.

It did take Malakai the time he warned it might, to find the place, but he got there finally, sauntering up to the door and shifting the bag in his arms, so he could give a knock. He had to wait for a formal invitation to let himself in, one of the quirks of his kind. So, he stood, and waited.



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[info]volos
2008-10-28 09:48 pm UTC (link)
"Well, I try nto to assume otherwise, until given a reason, or properly inebriated," He smiled right along with her, shrugging a should as she spoke. "Whatever is easiest. If what you say is true, I'm guessing they won't be much use, anyhow. But I do try to at least hold up pretense, until I've gotten to know someone."

As she fished out the glasses, he cocked his head to the side- he was rather bad at judging ages, but didn't want to offend her by not offering, if she was mature enough. "Do you drink, dear? It is rather good, I'm certain we could spare a shot or two, if you'd like,"

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