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[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

There is a Mordred in the bar. No badge, just himself in his black jacket and plan pin-stripped pants.

Just himself, drinking. Not steadily, but not slowly, either.

[ooc: tag may be slow, as mun is very tired. But they will come]

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[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. Unlike 'Mordred'."

[shall-go-free.livejournal.com]

"You think fame, such as it is, is overrated?"

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

"I hate it. I hate saying my name to people and have them blink, and eye me."

[shall-go-free.livejournal.com]

"This is also why I rarely speak of being an angel."

Xas shrugs.

"I am tired of spreading intense piety wherever I go. Or I was."

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

"Makes sense." He says, and means it.

[shall-go-free.livejournal.com]

He smiles.

"I hope so."

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

"Anyway. I should....yanno. Get going. M'drunk."

[shall-go-free.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps we'll talk again when you aren't."

He smiles.

"It was a pleasure to meet you."

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

He smiles.

"Yeah, you too." And with that, he fades from view.