Nod t'Jarmyn's mention of Excolo being next on the road, and quick dry smile at mention of the Whitechapel. "Think he'd like the cards," I say, "but the Whitechapel--" Toss Jarmyn an apologetic look, not that I could be sure he notices. "Last time he was by one claiming t'be family-by-law was a bloody ass, and he's not by there so often of late."
"I ... ah... was looking for something for ... Miao..." and swear he's near to skittering around her name as he looks to--
Manage to avoid raising an eyebrow. Well, then. Long as you mind yourself, Lucien--you may be doctor t'town but he's not made himself of particular weight, and don't need him giving either of us work. "This is not for her," he adds, fussing with the quilt.
Shrug at that. "Never practiced the day, hardly after giving you grief for getting yourself something."
"Good morning," and glance over t'see Kate coming and glad of that, nod agreement as she gestures to the stalls. "This is quite nice, isn't it?" Step back a little and touch her shoulder, draw her to the conversation.
"Truly," I say. "Mean, little enough for way-- was thinking may be could find something for--" Shake my head t'clear it. "Nice t'see," I settle on in agreement, wondering why I'm carrying on so. Brighter and more crowded and touch earlier than I'd usually care for, but... well, can see the appeal.
"We had an interesting Thursday last week," Jarmyn offers. "Hope that never happens again."
"What happened?" I say, sudden curious. Turn a little t'face him, and find myself standing a touch closer t'Kate as I do so. No matter to't, surely.
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Date: 2010-09-19 02:02 am (UTC)"I ... ah... was looking for something for ... Miao..." and swear he's near to skittering around her name as he looks to--
Manage to avoid raising an eyebrow. Well, then. Long as you mind yourself, Lucien--you may be doctor t'town but he's not made himself of particular weight, and don't need him giving either of us work. "This is not for her," he adds, fussing with the quilt.
Shrug at that. "Never practiced the day, hardly after giving you grief for getting yourself something."
"Good morning," and glance over t'see Kate coming and glad of that, nod agreement as she gestures to the stalls. "This is quite nice, isn't it?" Step back a little and touch her shoulder, draw her to the conversation.
"Truly," I say. "Mean, little enough for way-- was thinking may be could find something for--" Shake my head t'clear it. "Nice t'see," I settle on in agreement, wondering why I'm carrying on so. Brighter and more crowded and touch earlier than I'd usually care for, but... well, can see the appeal.
"We had an interesting Thursday last week," Jarmyn offers. "Hope that never happens again."
"What happened?" I say, sudden curious. Turn a little t'face him, and find myself standing a touch closer t'Kate as I do so. No matter to't, surely.