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[neosso-irrado.livejournal.com]

[walks into Milliways, looking tired but quite happy with himself. There are still paint-stains on his fingers]

[flips another coin at the bar (making a mental note to hunt around for paying commissions) and finds his normal table.]

[leaves his sketchbook in his statchel and just watches the bar, idly drinking]

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[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

*grins and bounces a little*

Oh, nothing much, only...

*whispers, as if he's afraid to say it lest it stop being true*

...I've seen my sister.

[neosso-irrado.livejournal.com]

Well, well...she was glad to see you?

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

*considers this* Eventually.

[neosso-irrado.livejournal.com]

Eventually?

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

She didn't believe it was me at first.

[neosso-irrado.livejournal.com]

[looks curious] Why not?

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

Because I'm dead.

[neosso-irrado.livejournal.com]

I suppose.

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

Do you?

As a general rule, we don't see people after they've died, where I'm from.

[neosso-irrado.livejournal.com]

[keeps a straight face] Oh, we normally see people after they've died. Only if they were important though.

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

Really?

Tell me how.

[neosso-irrado.livejournal.com]

Paintings.

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

*Thom resists the urge to do something stupid, like set Sario's hair on fire or turn him into a cockroach*

[neosso-irrado.livejournal.com]

[watches Thom carefully, making mental notes of the emotions crawling over the boy's face]

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

*says at last*

Very funny.

[neosso-irrado.livejournal.com]

[carefully doesn't smile and just inclines his head, taking another drink from his glass]

So, once she got over the shock of seeing you, is your sister staying here or...?

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

*beams* Yes, she is. At least for now.

[neosso-irrado.livejournal.com]

[smiles] You must be happy.

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm thrilled.

[neosso-irrado.livejournal.com]

[gives him a long look of mild amusement]

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

*smiles at him some more, still very cheerful*

Can I get you anything, Sario?

[neosso-irrado.livejournal.com]

[grins]

Another drink?

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

*drops a gold coin on the bar*

Done.

[neosso-irrado.livejournal.com]

Grazzo! [finishes his first drink and takes the second.]

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

*shrugs*

Have as many as you like. It's on me.