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Post by Richard on May 6, 2007 16:04:04 GMT -5
"What?" said Richard. He went immediately for the wine.
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Post by Faith on May 6, 2007 16:06:04 GMT -5
*Faye looked at Richard and shook her head, confused.*
"Hm? Oh--nothing. I'm just trying to help him with something," *she gestured to Will.*
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Post by Richard on May 6, 2007 16:13:39 GMT -5
Richard looked both exhausted and curious. "Are you assisting him with his taxes? It's getting to be that time, you know."
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Post by Faith on May 6, 2007 16:27:04 GMT -5
*Faye shook her head.*
"I know only a little arithmetic, at best."
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Post by Richard on May 6, 2007 16:46:21 GMT -5
Richard coughed slightly and glanced at the bar, looking for something different.
Suddenly-
"Is that strawberry vodka!?"
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Post by Faith on May 6, 2007 16:53:00 GMT -5
"It's Baja Rosa--strawberries and cream tequila," *said Faye, rubbing her forehead.*
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 7, 2007 9:55:25 GMT -5
*Will eyed the man, bemused.*
"I would not have taken you for a tequila fellow. Or a vodka one for that matter."
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Post by Richard on May 7, 2007 12:27:22 GMT -5
"Strawberry," said Richard, as though that were all the explanation needed.
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 7, 2007 12:29:09 GMT -5
*Will turned back to his brandy with a quizzical look.*
To each his own I guess. The base matters more to me than what they throw on top of it.
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Post by Faith on May 7, 2007 12:42:38 GMT -5
*Faye hugged her knees, still in the voluminous metaphysical white slip the high court had given her after neglecting to suck her clothes out of existance along with herself.*
"Do you want some?" *she asked Richard.*
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Post by Richard on May 7, 2007 12:48:47 GMT -5
"Yes, please," Richard said succinctly, looking at the other man.
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Post by Faith on May 7, 2007 12:52:22 GMT -5
*Faye nodded and went to the bar, pouring a measure of the booze into a glass and handing it to Richard before going back to the fireplace and huddling near the fake blaze as though it might warm her up.*
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Post by Richard on May 7, 2007 12:54:00 GMT -5
Richard promptly tossed back the whole glass and leaned backward in his chair.
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 7, 2007 12:58:31 GMT -5
*Will was perplexed at the loss of the conversation, just when things were picking up. He looked sadly to Faye and turned to the man.*
"So...you drinking away something in particular?"
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Post by Richard on May 7, 2007 13:02:59 GMT -5
"Consciousness," said Richard. He looked at Faye and silently added and guilt.
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