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Havelock impatiently combs slightly tangled black hair back from his forehead with his fingers, eyes somewhat brighter than usual.
"Indeed, yes," he says, voice still level but somehow dreamy.
"People have ever feared death, and yet still it is glorified - soldiers are idolised, we assassins form a respected and powerful Guild. Fear and fascination."
He takes a meditatively unrestrained drink - the high alcohol content has long ceased to be a consideration.
"Is it strange to you?"
"Indeed, yes," he says, voice still level but somehow dreamy.
"People have ever feared death, and yet still it is glorified - soldiers are idolised, we assassins form a respected and powerful Guild. Fear and fascination."
He takes a meditatively unrestrained drink - the high alcohol content has long ceased to be a consideration.
"Is it strange to you?"
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Date: 2007-01-05 01:50 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2007-01-05 01:55 am (UTC)From:"Just moving, no thought or life. Foolish."
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Date: 2007-01-05 02:02 am (UTC)From:Also, Havelock is very pretty.
He pats him again. "A great deal of work for the skeleton. Or does he only come once they stop wriggling?"
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Date: 2007-01-05 02:05 am (UTC)From:"Though he does occasionally cover for others, apparently."
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Date: 2007-01-05 02:07 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2007-01-05 02:08 am (UTC)From:He gave Havelock a bear.
The bear was dressed in black.
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Date: 2007-01-05 02:12 am (UTC)From::D!
He is silent for a time. Possibly, he is deep in thought.
"... I think I've forgotten the point."
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Date: 2007-01-05 02:20 am (UTC)From:"I..."
Well. What do you know?
"...Yes."
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Date: 2007-01-05 02:23 am (UTC)From:"Death?"
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Date: 2007-01-05 02:31 am (UTC)From:"Possibly?"
He rests one arm on the table, using it as a pillow to rest on as he looks up at Puck, puzzled.
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Date: 2007-01-05 02:35 am (UTC)From:Now he is looking up at Havelock.
Er.
Uppish.
He's also still not certain what the point is.
"At least I've not had any absinthe."
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Date: 2007-01-05 02:44 am (UTC)From:And a pause.
"Absinthe is the green liguid, correct?"
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Date: 2007-01-05 02:48 am (UTC)From:Another nod, sage.
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Date: 2007-01-05 02:50 am (UTC)From:Oh, the spinning, buzzing feel of just a little too much to drink.
It's interesting.
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Date: 2007-01-05 04:39 am (UTC)From:Puck considers himself something of an authority in this matter.
As in, you know. Most matters.
"Visions. I think. That's absinthe."
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Date: 2007-01-06 09:42 pm (UTC)From:Havelock's met wizards! They like to make crazy claims.
Especially when it comes to their vast consumption of food and alcohol.
Funny that.
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Date: 2007-01-06 09:50 pm (UTC)From:"Prophetic!"
... He actually has no idea.
"I can't be certain," he muses. "Seems worth trying."
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Date: 2007-01-06 09:56 pm (UTC)From:Yes. Havelock is attempting to rationalise the possibility of vision-bestowing absinthe by looking for evidence.
That's going to work.
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Date: 2007-01-06 10:00 pm (UTC)From:He seems to remember being drawn on in crayon, and Oberon tackling him to the ground in a field of lettuce, and someone, somewhere, singing Vera Lynne.
"Upon further consideration," he says slowly, "I think not."
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Date: 2007-01-06 10:00 pm (UTC)From:That's deep, man.no subject
Date: 2007-01-06 10:03 pm (UTC)From:Beat.
Frown.
"That is, not particularly. But a slight one. Minor shame, perhaps."
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Date: 2007-01-06 10:08 pm (UTC)From:"Then however would we know, and yet..."
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Date: 2007-01-06 10:12 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2007-01-06 10:15 pm (UTC)From:It was hurting his head, anyway.
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Date: 2007-01-06 10:16 pm (UTC)From:"Yes."
And slumps against Havelock's shoulder, a move that will hopefully not send the two of them crashing to the floor.
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