[ Who would? No one. Or at least very few that don't fit in with the seriously deranged. ]
Oh, lucky me. Right, I'm halfway to decent. Give us a mo. [ He hangs up and grabs the closest pair of trousers, tugging them on as he goes and then the button down that he doesn't bother doing up as he heads for the door.
Stopping at the threshold, he holds a hand over the markings and utters an incantation. There's a bright amber glow before the wards fade. He opens the door and peeks out into the twilight surrounding the Millhouse. ] Hello, handsome. Come here often?
[ He grins, head tilting to the side as he looks over the other man. ]
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[ Want it, for a shitload of reasons. He still doesn't understand why someone hasn't put him out of his misery. He's begged, that's for sure. ]
No. I'm outside.
[ away from your damn wards and shit, Jesus Christ. ]
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[ Who would? No one. Or at least very few that don't fit in with the seriously deranged. ]
Oh, lucky me. Right, I'm halfway to decent. Give us a mo. [ He hangs up and grabs the closest pair of trousers, tugging them on as he goes and then the button down that he doesn't bother doing up as he heads for the door.
Stopping at the threshold, he holds a hand over the markings and utters an incantation. There's a bright amber glow before the wards fade. He opens the door and peeks out into the twilight surrounding the Millhouse. ] Hello, handsome. Come here often?
[ He grins, head tilting to the side as he looks over the other man. ]
Let's get you inside already.