wandbreaker | (no subject)

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[It's the Blue Light, and Edmund is at the bar, one elbow on it, chin in hand. He's grown, today - thank you, full moon - and it's vaguely empty, still - it's late, and a Monday.]

I figure I ought to get out of this rut and actually do something. We lost a waitress and I need someone who actually knows alcohol, as well.

Does anyone need a job?

[ooc: if you want to meet Ed in the Blue Light, action is welcome!]

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Not that far.

[Perpetually stubborn, she is. But she still waits patiently, remembering to cover her mouth politely before she engages in any jaw-cracking yawns.]

[He just raises an eyebrow, shakes his head and finishes saddling. Then he lifts her up and gets her on the horse and leads him out before mounting himself with her snugly in front of him]

You'll pass out long before we get there.

I will not.

[She says, stubbornly, as she is already beginning to drowse again.]

'M just glad everything's...all right...now. [A languid pause, and then something occurs to her, belatedly.] Oh, you're older. It's that time again?