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[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie enters through the front door, backpack on his back. He sits at the bar, drops the backpack at his feet, and says quietly, "Guinness please."

For someone who's just had a week's vacation from normal life, he does not look particularly relaxed.

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[creator_raven]

Raven tilts his head, and blinks.

"That also works, I think. Though it is more physically exhausting. Which is the point, I suppose."

[bloodyrockgod]

He continues fidgeting. "Yeah. The point. Spot on, mate.

"A charm would be lovely, if you'd be willing."

[creator_raven]

"I would not have offered if I were not. So."

Raven takes a length of leather twine from his pocket, and weaves a complicated knot shape, chanting as he does.

"Here. It will force your mind quiet in order to let you sleep. It takes a great deal of energy, and you will be fuzzy in the mornings, but it should work."

He hands it to Charlie.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Thanks," he says quietly as he takes it. "I just wear it?

"I've been fuzzy in the mornings before. I czan handle it."

[creator_raven]

"You can wear it, or hold it in your hand. Touching skin is best."

[bloodyrockgod]

He hangs it around his neck, under his shirt. "Thanks," he says again. "It's nice. I like leather."

[creator_raven]

Raven laughs.

"I had guessed."

[bloodyrockgod]

"I'm pretty transparent, eh?" He touches the leather strand through his shirt.

"Thanks--for letting me vent, too. I don't know how to bring this up with other people I know. You know?"

[creator_raven]

"It is a difficult thing, yes. I am usually here, and I do not mind listening. If more troubles you, we can speak again. I would like that, regardless. Go well, Charlie."

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie shoulders his backpack, and waves goodnight as he heads for the stairs.