"I was just going to the end of this and then it opens out again..." and I think I see him shifting aside as I advance.
"Oh, well, alright then," I say mildly as we make our way down the alley. He sounds young, and I am not hearing any indication of respiratory distress, but I cannot quite see, damn it. I am disinclined to put a great deal of effort towards someone who might have Addison's or something similarly inconvenient, and so we are nearly at teh opening to the street before I speak again.
"Pardon me," I say, frowning through the dim light--even with the clouds clearing the moonlight is still hardly a match for civilized lighting. Still, something of his face seems familiar in a way I cannot place, and rather suited to the alley, which makes very little sense. "But have we met?"
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Date: 2011-06-14 07:11 pm (UTC)"Oh, well, alright then," I say mildly as we make our way down the alley. He sounds young, and I am not hearing any indication of respiratory distress, but I cannot quite see, damn it. I am disinclined to put a great deal of effort towards someone who might have Addison's or something similarly inconvenient, and so we are nearly at teh opening to the street before I speak again.
"Pardon me," I say, frowning through the dim light--even with the clouds clearing the moonlight is still hardly a match for civilized lighting. Still, something of his face seems familiar in a way I cannot place, and rather suited to the alley, which makes very little sense. "But have we met?"