Sinric the Wanderer (
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milliways_bar2018-08-12 02:34 pm
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Sinric comes in from the door, draped in furs and a smile... and not a lot else. He orders a glass of wine and sips it slowly, savouring the moment.

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By the way, Sinric may notice that he doesn't need magic to see Gaster anymore.
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Sinric smiles. "You seem more solid than before, my friend. Have you found a way, or is my magic running warm in my blood?" Which it often does after sex.
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He reaches for his wine, the fur slipping off his shoulder. He chuckles and takes a sip before pulling it back up, aware of the slope of creamy skin revealed. "I suppose I should fetch some clothes before we continue talking."
Not that Sinric is anything but comfortable on his own skin.
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One appears on the bar. "You can use that for now."
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Taking a seat next to Sinric. "You've had a good night … or day." he has figured out the time in his world doesn't always match up with the time in Milliways so he can't be certain.
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He gesture to his wine, "Join me?"
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"You and your friend found some time alone." he smiles at his friend.
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"Indeed we did. We found a little inn to weather a storm. The monks chose the barn, leaving Niketas and I the only remaining room." he sighs and smiles. "It's been... What we both longed for."
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The wave of calm helps for a few moments. The wolf inside will not be denied for long but he will resist. "Has your journey been fruitful since we last spoke? "
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She also had with her a small laptop, and a slight grin on her face. "Been waiting for you-finally found how to transfer songs from the ipod to other devices."
The ipod and all of its variations were made 'after' her time; and the one she was in position of was a gift from Bar. Finding that Sinric enjoyed some of the jaz standards from her collection, she'd been trying to find how to transfer them so he could listen in as well.
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He lights up with a smile. "How wonderful, thank you Sonya. I can't wait to listen to them."
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The smile remained, but faultered a little. "Actually, I meant if you were to give me your ipod, I could transfer a playlist-not that I had it ready from the start. Probably should've been more clear."
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"Oh, it's back with the rest of my things." And clothes. "But I can fetch it."
*snorts* brilliant answer
He should consider himself lucky she wasn't like some who would still insist on details. Besides, to look at him was enough for her to guess.
"You can if you want. I just figured since we're both here and you enjoyed the few songs I shared with you." But she wasn't about to make him hurry if he didn't wish to.
Re: *snorts* brilliant answer
The room outside the door was dark and cold compared to the summer-bound Milliways. Sinric stoops to kiss the cheek of a sleeping figure before the door closes.
A moment later he returns dressed in a soft silk tunic that almost shows off more than the furs did. He hops back into the bar stool, his little iThing in hand. Grinning.
Re: *snorts* brilliant answer
Seeing him re-enter only increased it (as well as her wondering why he bothered to change at all). "Thank you." She accepted it from him and plugged it in, working on transferring the playlist into his device.
"So.." She looked in the direction of his door. "You don't have to share him, but I think a few details is fair trade?"
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She turned back to the computer; just a few more minutes till it was done.
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