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[sixth-son.livejournal.com]

There is a Stanton boy in the bar - no, it's not the usual one.

He's beginning to be able to deal with this quite well, by now, so he simply shrugs good-naturedly and heads over to take a seat at the bar and watch the chaos.

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[sixth-son.livejournal.com]

James thinks about this for a while.

"- not as much as it should be, actually."

He looks rather awkward.

"Um. Sorry to hear it, in any case."

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

Mordred shrugs. "Eh, used to it by now. But yes, you do tend to meet a lot of dead people. An afterlife with alcohol..."

[sixth-son.livejournal.com]

"By now?"

James looks rather fatally curious.

"Um. Is it rude to ask someone how long they've been dead? I suppose it's a bit like asking a girl how old they are."

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

He laughs at that.

"I think it is, a bit."

[sixth-son.livejournal.com]

"All right, then. Sorry. Won't ask, and all," James says, although he still looks eaten up by curiosity.

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

"Of course, if you can work it out, I won't deny it."

[sixth-son.livejournal.com]

James eyes him. "I'll get on it, then."

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

He grins. "Excellent. I shall look forward to hearing your theories."

And he's gone, in typical Mordred style.