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[phlogistos]

[Hey lookit this asshole hanging out in a less then reputable bar!!! He's settled in a booth in the corner, legs stretched out under the table and propped up on the chair across from him. Between long pauses for people watching, he occasionally returns to something he's writing, though he only gets a few words down before he's back to staring at the crowd. Bored out of his mind by the looks of things]

[He's also smoking despite the sign requesting that please not be a thing. The reason management hasn't come up to tell him to stop? Probably has to do with the gigantic black gun propped up beside him]


[Alternately, start something of your own!]

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[phlogistos]

Ah... [..........]

How eccentric. Are the others so... like... that... [...smooth Foster]

1/2

[blackwoods]

[ZIPPING GESTURE OVER HER MOUTH Foster you know not what you do.]

She'll hear you.

[blackwoods]

Everyone else is...

[... ok let's put it this way.]

Do you like me?

[phlogistos]

Well enough...

[You're kinda uptight but... eh, he's spent time around worse]

[blackwoods]

Except for the servants, I raised everyone else you'll see here.

The boy's rearing I had no hand in, but he's useless. You're best off ignoring him if you meet.

[phlogistos]

[..........wait]

Didn't you say your dad was here... [Or is that... another one of the... ones he's not gonna see lsdkjf]

[blackwoods]

He's out on errands. You won't meet him unless you choose to stay several months.

[phlogistos]

Ah... no, I doubt it. [Unless something spectacular happens that keeps him here anyway]

[Glances around at dis hallway, looking for... a door that looks like a guest room ffff it's been awhile since he's had a proper shower he's kinda anxious for it by now!]

What kind of errands...?

[blackwoods]

Errands.

[OH LOOK AT THE TIME FOUND YOUR ROOM opening the door.]

There's no lock.

[phlogistos]

There's... not...? [But Sophie... Hovering awkwardly outside the door now w e l p]

[blackwoods]

[LAUGHS]

It locks from the inside. The guest rooms don't have keys.

[phlogistos]

Ah... [LKSJDF DON'T LAUGH AT HIM OMG But okay good he will go inside now, immediately tossing his bag on the bed and stripping his jacket off to hang on a chair laksjdf At least he doesn't waste time getting settled???]

Where's the bathroom, did you say? [Shower he is gonna slam into you so hard +______+]

[blackwoods]

[It's a pretty decent looking bedroom, you got your bed, your nightstand -- a closet, another door leading to the bathroom. No TV or even a radio, though.]

I chose that one for the bathroom.

[phlogistos]

[laksjdf das okay he wouldn't know what a tv is anyway, and radios aren't too common for him either. So! Everything looks perfectly in order to him ('8]

[But yes... wanders on over to check out the bathroom once he notices the extra door... and then shuffles back to the bed, putting his gun down on it as well. Reaching up to undo his hair, ignoring her............... until he remember whoops he's got a host to deal with!]

Uh... thanks for this. Again.

[blackwoods]

Don't bore me. Again.

[phlogistos]

Yeah, I gotcha.

[So... are you just gonna hang out there... cause he'll go ahead and step out of his shoes, carefully placing them by the nightstand........]

[And then his shirt's coming off lsdjflkj He's kinda scarred up a little bit! Notably, there's a long slash just under his shoulder blade wrapping down around his side nearly to his stomach, and then one spot high on his chest near his right shoulder looks just about riddled with bullet wounds! Carefully foldin the shirt on the bed huu not really paying her much mind]