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Dec. 28th, 2014 10:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
morethanpropsSeeing Natasha in the cells, Moist's feet felt itchy. As he wasn't doing anything major on the other side, he left and ended up getting snowed in at a manor house. It felt like one of the gods was laughing at him which wasn't good.
Then everything thawed and when he tried to leave quietly with a few promises, checks and jewels, he almost was drowned, but worst of all, all that lovely paper turned to pulp. When he opens the door, he was expecting an inn, but Milliways is far better.
His suit is wet and muddy, his normally ashy blond hair is brown and he's cursing in all the languages he knows as he heads to the counter. When there he orders a towel and a large whiskey, once he's had a drink and stood by the fire for a while will he head upstairs. First he's doing to get properly warm and he doesn't care who sees him looking like this, this fire is the warmest.
Then everything thawed and when he tried to leave quietly with a few promises, checks and jewels, he almost was drowned, but worst of all, all that lovely paper turned to pulp. When he opens the door, he was expecting an inn, but Milliways is far better.
His suit is wet and muddy, his normally ashy blond hair is brown and he's cursing in all the languages he knows as he heads to the counter. When there he orders a towel and a large whiskey, once he's had a drink and stood by the fire for a while will he head upstairs. First he's doing to get properly warm and he doesn't care who sees him looking like this, this fire is the warmest.
