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Post by Nadir on Sept 29, 2006 15:21:10 GMT -5
*Nadir leaned back in his leather desk chair and propped his boots on the desk, an open box of cigars and a finely-cut crystal decanter of brandy beside him and a tumbler clenched in his fist. His satin waistcoat had been unbuttoned, his cravat and jacket thrown across the room in a crumpled heap and his fine white shirt was damp with sweat.* I've killed her. I've killed Georgiana. And then there's that damn kid who keeps coming 'round insisting I'm her father... *He despaired and turned back to his brandy, staring at the ceiling.*
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Post by Darren on Sept 29, 2006 15:29:26 GMT -5
((I'm not... supposed to come in, am I?))
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Post by Nadir on Sept 29, 2006 15:36:21 GMT -5
((Likely to get beat up, if you do. *shrugs* It's your call. He's pretty pissed, in every sense of the word.))
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Post by Darren on Sept 29, 2006 15:48:55 GMT -5
((Darren's not exactly the most intellectual individual... he'll probably get all insulted and flounce out again. I'm just bored, I can't stand sitting here doing nothing when I could be mercilessly toying with fictional characters' lives.))
A voice came to jarr Nadir from his thoughts.
"Don't we look all lovely and rumpled this evening?"
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Post by Nadir on Sept 29, 2006 15:51:32 GMT -5
"What do you want?" *growled Nadir, not turning to look as he sipped his brandy.*
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Post by Darren on Sept 29, 2006 15:54:04 GMT -5
"I was hoping I wouldn't have to ask." He eyed the mess surrounding Nadir. "But apparently I've come at a bad time. Did something drastic happen, or is this just a nightly routine?"
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Post by Nadir on Sept 29, 2006 16:06:47 GMT -5
"Depends on what you mean by drastic--" *said Nadir with smooth sarcasm, taking his boots off the desk and leaning forward to pour another glass of brandy for himself and taking a cigar from the box on his desk.* "Drastic in that some flea-ridden brat thinks she's my daughter or in that my girlfriend just committed suicide because I forced her into going to jail for manslaughter?" *Nadir raised an eyebrow in question as he flipped out his switchblade and began trimming his cigar while clenching it in his teeth.* "Well?" *he took the cigar out for a moment and stared blandly at Darren.* "Which is it?" *he replaced the cigar between his teeth and lit it from the candlestick on his desk, puffing on it as clouds of fragrant tobacco smoke.*
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Post by Darren on Sept 29, 2006 16:12:23 GMT -5
Darren sat down on a nearby lounge chair, propping his elbows on his knees. "Wow," he said both curiously and sympathetically. "That is drastic." He opened his mouth again to inquire about the girlfriend, then decided against it. Probably not the best idea at the moment.
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Post by Nadir on Sept 29, 2006 16:15:10 GMT -5
*Nadir rubbed the bridge of his nose and squeezed his eyes shut.* "Yes."
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Post by Darren on Sept 29, 2006 16:18:36 GMT -5
Darren glanced at the almost empty decanter of brandy. "How much of that have you had? Now, we can all see you're a strapping great man and you can hold your liquor, but..."
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Post by Nadir on Sept 29, 2006 16:28:00 GMT -5
"Frankly, I don't see how that is any of your business--and if it is, I can hold my liquor, thank you." *Nadir scowled over his cigar.*
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Post by Darren on Sept 29, 2006 16:31:49 GMT -5
Darren conceded with a wave of his hand. "Right-o." He sat back against the chair and merely watched Nadir smoke.
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Post by Nadir on Sept 29, 2006 16:52:12 GMT -5
*Nadir paused.* "Wait, what are you doing here? In my house?"
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Post by Darren on Sept 29, 2006 16:57:30 GMT -5
Darren smiled cheekily. "Your servants aren't very watchful. I snuck in. Thought you might like some... company." He tilted his head to the side and pouted slightly. "Are you going to send me away?"
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Post by Nadir on Sept 29, 2006 17:05:24 GMT -5
"Wouldn't do any good if I did...obviously there's no way to keep you out--no way I feel up to exerting myself for, in any case." *He covered his eyes with his hand.* "In case you hadn't noticed, it's been a very trying day."
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