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Jul. 24th, 2017 04:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thewidewideworldSinric comes in from his door, looking older and more subdued that his usual self, dressed with almost monastic dour.
He stomps his feet, shaking his hair which shifts from a muted, almost greying platinum back to his usual gold. As he sheds the dun coloured outer robe, his face returns to his androgynous look, if tight with tiredness and ill-temper.
By the time he reaches the Bar, she has pot of tea waiting for him. "Thank you, dear one but I think I need something stronger." She adds a little glass of something clear and alcoholic with a smiley-face napkin.
He stomps his feet, shaking his hair which shifts from a muted, almost greying platinum back to his usual gold. As he sheds the dun coloured outer robe, his face returns to his androgynous look, if tight with tiredness and ill-temper.
By the time he reaches the Bar, she has pot of tea waiting for him. "Thank you, dear one but I think I need something stronger." She adds a little glass of something clear and alcoholic with a smiley-face napkin.
