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[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim is seated at his usual booth, perched on the edge of the chair. His arms are wrapped around a rather thick iron staff with a clawed end. It's new, but already he likes it, despite the weight. It adds just enough mysitcism to the three piece suit, blended nicely. For some reason, his cards are on the table. They just felt like coming out. So, if you want a reading, a flying lesson, or to just talk to Tim, feel free.*

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[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Or, you know, hug him from behind while the puppy sniffs the suit.
"New toy?" Ace is in a good mood. Sunshine all day will do that.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim taps the solid metal staff on the floor.*

New toy. Gimli, son of Gloin made it for me at his forge out back.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Blink.

"There's a forge now?" No, the only thing she knows about Middle Earth is that Boromir is from there. It's only the mun that's fangirling.
"I think I met Gimli once. Short bloke, shorter temper, yeah?"

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Mun is not a fan of such. But Tim does thing it's neat.*

Hairy little dwarf, looks kind of like a short stocky Jonathon Rhys-Davies?

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"... Who?" Ace looks rather confused as she snags the seat next to him, distracting Magic with a chew toy. She doesn't know modern actors, sorry.
"He is a dwarf though. I suppose." He could be normal sized for where he's from, for all she knows.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

Actor. Was in Indiana Jones, Sliders, and Voyager a couple of times.

*A shake of his head.*

Nevermind.

*Tim starts to pet Magic behind the ears.*

Yup, a dwarf from middle-earth.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace has heard of the movie version of Indy's life. Never seen it though.
"So what is it?" She asks as she eyes what looks to her to be a large, oddly shaped curtain rod.


Magic accepts petting gleefully, her tail thumping the floor.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Witha dragon claw on the top, don't forget.*

Tis a staff.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"..."

She eyes the curtain rod that evidently has pretensions.

"Thought they were supposed to have a knob on the end?"

She may or may not be serious.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

A wizards staff has a knob on the end. I'm not a wizard anymore.

*He winks at her.*

Besides, once I have power back, the prongs will be easier to fill with energy.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Ah aha." Thus explained to her satisfaction, she proceeds to move on to the next topic of interest.

...

It is entirely possible someone gave Ace soda. Bad whoeveryouare. Bad. No cookie for you.

"Playin' solitaire, or are you getting messages of doom?"

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim has just had tea. So he's good.*

They wanted to air out some, apparently.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"... Did they sign a little petition or sommat?" She asks, grinning.

[sai_delgado]

From across the room, a young blonde woman is watching him.

Susan's biting her lip, seeming very thoughtful indeed, say true.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim has long become accustomed to the feeling of eyes upon him. It's a very unique feeling, and if you feel it often enough, you get attuned to it. So he raises his head, seeking the eyes on him. When he finds her, his blue eyes twinkle, and he smiles at her.*

[sai_delgado]

She doesn't quite manage to smile back at him, but she lifts her hand in a small wave.

And then, someone watching closely might notice a determined sigh, as she uncurls and calls over,

"Long days and pleasant nights."

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

And twice the number to you.

*Tim uncurls from his position, carefully leaning his staff against his chair. She looks nervous, so better not to be carrying the huge chunk of metal. Then he strolls towards her, still smiling easily.*

[sai_delgado]

Staff or no staff, Susan's not entirely enthused about this. But she's agreed to something, oh aye, and a promise made by Pat Delgado's daughter were never given lightly.

She straightens up, a little tense, but polite enough.

"Ye're-- ye're sai Tim, Ace's Tim, aren't ye?"

(wizard betrayer traitor)

"The one who-- the one who were on security?"

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim notes the nervousness. He's not sure why, it's there, but he's not going to ask. Instead he bows.*

I am indeed Aces Tim. And you would be Susan Delgado, yes?

[sai_delgado]

"I'm Susan Delgado," she confirms quietly. "Late of Hambry in Mejis." The familar introduction suggested by Joe is strangely soothing in a small way.

She's not even certain how to begin this, so she temporizes, at first.

"How-- how do'ee fare, sai?"

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*The conversation...is not quite what he expected.*

I fare passing well. These past two weeks have shown me a lot.

[sai_delgado]

"Do'ee say so?" Still polite, carefully so, and mayhap wary. There's an armchair across from the couch, and another at a right-angle beside it-- she glances at them and then again at him.

"Ye've-- ye've spoken to any number of people, I wot, since-- since ye were released."

And she's said it, acknowledged his imprisonment, and the tension in her rises almost visibly.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim takes a seat in the hopes of making her more comfortable.*

I have talked to many since then. I try to talk to a lot of people, keep in touch if whats going on in the bar.

[sai_delgado]

(Death Eaters - a family - they burned)

Susan looks down at her hot chocolate, and then up again, directly at him.

"Do'ee ken sai Naraht?"

Still nervous, oh aye, but the determination is clear.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim takes a moment.*

Lt Naraht? Yes, I know him.