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milliways_bar2007-12-27 09:27 pm
killitwithfire) wrote in milliways_bar2007-12-27 09:27 pm
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Tonight, Axel is once more not in front of the fire.
He is not, in fact, sitting anywhere, but instead pacing about slowly through the tables, a troubled frown on his face. He pauses every now and then to drum his fingers on a convenient surface, and every now and then, he flexes a hand, the leather gloves making a faint creaking sound.
He pauses once, in front of the window, and his frown deepens for a moment, and there's something in his eyes that suggests fates worse than death.
He is not, in fact, sitting anywhere, but instead pacing about slowly through the tables, a troubled frown on his face. He pauses every now and then to drum his fingers on a convenient surface, and every now and then, he flexes a hand, the leather gloves making a faint creaking sound.
He pauses once, in front of the window, and his frown deepens for a moment, and there's something in his eyes that suggests fates worse than death.