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nysalogs2017-10-11 07:21 am
unpromising) wrote in nysalogs2017-10-11 07:21 am
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Who: Qrow Branwen (unpromising) & Aranea Highwind (unweave).
What: Roomie talk and info sharing.
When: After this.
Where: House 77.
Warning(s): Mention of suicide.
[ It's probably a superpower at this point that Qrow can get drunk and still manage to want to work. He had spent most of his evening at Shades Darker, drinking the night away, trying to learn the lay of the land in that area. He graciously pocketed a coupon for half-off full services from S-8's body, but he hasn't used it yet. Instead, he just stayed at the bar front.
Once he stumbles his way back to the apartment he stays in, he doesn't go directly to his room. Instead, he looks for Aranea. Not for comfort after seeing someone grasp for air right in front of him, have a seizure and die. He's seen people get killed before his eyes at a young age. While this isn't anything new and it shouldn't even be a standard, it's not why he wants to talk to her. ]
Hey, [ It's his usual greeting. His eyes are worn and heavy, even more so than his usual. And this time, if she's not around in the other areas in their humble apartment, he knocks on her door. He's being polite this time! ]
unpromising) & Aranea Highwind (unweave).What: Roomie talk and info sharing.
When: After this.
Where: House 77.
Warning(s): Mention of suicide.
[ It's probably a superpower at this point that Qrow can get drunk and still manage to want to work. He had spent most of his evening at Shades Darker, drinking the night away, trying to learn the lay of the land in that area. He graciously pocketed a coupon for half-off full services from S-8's body, but he hasn't used it yet. Instead, he just stayed at the bar front.
Once he stumbles his way back to the apartment he stays in, he doesn't go directly to his room. Instead, he looks for Aranea. Not for comfort after seeing someone grasp for air right in front of him, have a seizure and die. He's seen people get killed before his eyes at a young age. While this isn't anything new and it shouldn't even be a standard, it's not why he wants to talk to her. ]
Hey, [ It's his usual greeting. His eyes are worn and heavy, even more so than his usual. And this time, if she's not around in the other areas in their humble apartment, he knocks on her door. He's being polite this time! ]
no subject
[ UGH. ]
I expect interest. Just go to sleep before you drink yourself to death. You're lucky I'm agreeing to this.
no subject
[ He's agreeing, at least! ]
I'll be sure to brush my teeth, too.