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There's a Creature in the bar.

His face is buried in one of several books, the rest being strewn on the table around him.

Anyone who feels up to getting that face un-buried can feel free to interrupt.

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He nods in sympathy. "I myself long for the freedom of the wilderness. As a wild beast, I feel less-than-content inside for such long periods. Yet, one must make do with what one is provided- and I have dwelt in less comfortable surroundings."

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"They could be a lot worse," Smeagol agrees.

{ooc: bed calls. Wanna finish up?}

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[OOP: Yeah- same here. ^_^]

He stretches his limbs, then lifts the book again. "I beg your pardon of me, my friend; I feel compelled as if someone were awkwardly forcing me to continue my reading."

Perhaps more reading will explain what, exactly, is going on. Of course, that hasn't been true so far, but he's still determined to finish.

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"Well, that's all right. I feel compelled almost as if by an outside force to drink my beer. I think I will."

Beer makes everything understandable.

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[OOP: I think we did that in a very smooth and not-at-all awkward fashion! *thumbs up* Sleep well!]