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Captain Ryan comes down from upstairs smelling faintly of smoke. Extremely sensitive noses can detect a variety of metals about him (but no silver). He's scowling as he heads towards Bar, left hand held slightly up and away from his body.
One of his pieces slipped.
[OOC: Bed now. Post open till off the front page.]
One of his pieces slipped.
[OOC: Bed now. Post open till off the front page.]
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"Thank you, sir. I'll check it out."
A beat.
"And sorry for disturbin' you."
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"Forgiven," Ryan says dismissively.
"What attacked you?" he asks after a moment.
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Punishment. The hell of it. For fun.
"...just a...disagreement, suppose."
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"Some disagreement," Ryan says, eyeing him over his sandwich, "to qualify for the infirmary."