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[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

Somewhere there is an Archie, and he is blissfully unaware that his fiancee is currently helping to diffuse a rather large bomb. So, if anyone would care to inform him, or just keep him company, that is, of course, more than welcome.

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[ncdcas-cable.livejournal.com]

"Few would have done such, or said such. My sister chose wisely in you as a brother."

He grins.

"Will you join me in a toast?"

He waves at a wait rat.

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

He blusters a bit at the compliment, but he is pleased really, and glad for the small distraction the wait-rat brings.

"It would be my pleasure, sir."

[ncdcas-cable.livejournal.com]

"My name is Nathan, or Cable if you must, or Dayspring or Askanison if you really have to, but I am not Sir."

He grins lightheartedly.

"Two ales, Proumuran Design, 3021."

He nods to Archie as the wait rat rushes off and back with the alkes. He hands one over and raises his glass.

"To family, and to the future."

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

"It is merely a form of respect. And rather a habit, I fear."

A small smile as he accepts his glass.

"I will certainly drink to that, my friend. To the futures and well-being of our families."

[ncdcas-cable.livejournal.com]

"Cheers."

He clinks his mug with Archie's and drinks. Then he grins.

"Tell me more about your time here?"