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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!]

Date: 2012-01-10 10:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com
[Not only does she not protest this, she almost instinctively tucks her head into his shoulder, taking advantage of the opportunity to close her eyes again.]

'S a message on the Network. A few...days ago. Cain was kidnapped and I was out looking. ...For him. Mmmnwe found him a little while ago.

Date: 2012-01-10 10:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com
No, you oughtn't. Wasn't his fault.

[Zero resistance on her part.]

I thought you were still at the house.

Date: 2012-01-10 10:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com
Nn, I can...walk. S'all right. S'not that far.

[Never mind that she is kind of wobbling as she says this.]

M'fine.

Date: 2012-01-10 10:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com
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.]

Date: 2012-01-11 03:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com
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?

Date: 2012-01-11 03:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com
M'glad. You're taller this way.

Date: 2012-01-11 03:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com
[Have the weakest, most halfhearted shove of the century.]

Don't be awful, m'too tired to bicker.

Date: 2012-01-11 04:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com
M'allowed to like that you're tall for any reason I want. Because.

[Yawn.]

M'the princess, s'why.

Date: 2012-01-11 04:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com
Oh. Drat it all, you are.

Date: 2012-01-11 04:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com
M'tired.

[THIS EXPLAINS EVERYTHING.]

Had to look in the...graveyard and...the crypt...n'everywhere...

Date: 2012-01-11 04:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com
Mmhmm. Beneath the ground.

Date: 2012-01-11 04:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com
[He is very warm. And she is so tired.]

Mm...hmmm.

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