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[pointed-spoon.livejournal.com]

You know those people who only appear when you least want them? They're gone for ages and then wham-bam back again?




Dworkin is sipping wine, sitting at the Observation Window, watching the destruction outside.

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[will_scarlett]

"Nay, sir, I'm Will Scarlett o'Nottingham."

Will takes a long drink of wine that does help, its been a long day.

[pointed-spoon.livejournal.com]

"And now you have."

He takes a long breath.

[will_scarlett]

This man is very direct and Will waits for an introduction possibly as he drinks again.

[pointed-spoon.livejournal.com]

"Your hair matches your name, of course."

He considers this somewhat heavy handed.

[will_scarlett]

"Na on purpose, sir, family name just suits me more closely is all."

[pointed-spoon.livejournal.com]

"Some deities have a taste for that sort of thing."

He prefers the universe more subtle.

[will_scarlett]

"Canna think o'any deity that would bother with me, sir."

[pointed-spoon.livejournal.com]

"You would be very surprised."

He snickers.

[will_scarlett]

The snicker gets a confused look from Will and he takes another drink,

"Only one I know who's e'er paid me any mind was the Green Man, sir."

[pointed-spoon.livejournal.com]

"It's the ones you can't see you need to worry about the most."

[will_scarlett]

This conversation is not helping Will worry less about Kate so he drinks some more wine,

"Aye, sir."

[pointed-spoon.livejournal.com]

"No sir three bags full sir."

Is he listening, even?

[will_scarlett]

Will's not really sure, so he's going to turn back to the Bar and finish his wine and give a small bow before heading upstairs with the tea and soup.