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lord_wizard) wrote in
paradisa2013-09-07 01:23 pm
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seventy-second labyrinth
[Later in the day, after he'd had a few more drinks to ease his mind and the headache he was nursing, he opened the journal and set about tying up the remaining loose ends. Naturally, he had the option of saying nothing at all, but he would rather not have anyone coming to find him and discovering a half empty room and nobody but a bitter now-ex to explain where he had gone.
No, better to face it, and let the judgements fall where they may]
[Friends and acquaintances]
[When he speaks up, it's with a purposefully detached manner. It was better to pretend he felt nothing, though the trace amounts of phoenix in the wine certainly helped with that]
For whomever wishes to find me, I am now staying in room number 1920, across from Chimera, until further notice.
[Gideon]
It's done.
No, better to face it, and let the judgements fall where they may]
[Friends and acquaintances]
[When he speaks up, it's with a purposefully detached manner. It was better to pretend he felt nothing, though the trace amounts of phoenix in the wine certainly helped with that]
For whomever wishes to find me, I am now staying in room number 1920, across from Chimera, until further notice.
[Gideon]
It's done.

Felix
What happened?
Crowley
I chose.
Felix
[There's a long pause here, as he debates how much he wants this blow to his ego]
You need anything?
Crowley
[A pause of his own, where everything he really wants to say sits on the the tip of his tongue]
More wine, maybe...
Felix
Crowley
Felix
Crowley
Felix
Crowley
Felix
Filtered
Okay...any reason for the move?
Filtered forever
I found my old suite suddenly unwelcoming.
Re: Filtered forever
Well ... if you need someplace else to stay - ah - I have rooms, in my cabin. If you, er, want one.
[Action]
Hello? Mr. Harrowgate?
[forever]
Who is it?
no subject
[a pause]
...I have food?
no subject
Another exasperated sigh later and he pushes to his feet to open the door. He is, at least by his own standards, barely dressed - lacking his waistcoat, coat, and cravat. It's fairly clear he's either barely slept or slept poorly, and the faint odor of wine accompanies him as he leans against the doorframe as if standing up were far too much trouble and quirks an eyebrow at the girl]
To what do I owe the pleasure?
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[Felix]
[Though he's pretty sure he knows exactly what this is all about, he's going to pretend he's just blissfully unaware of how good Felix is at attracting drama]
[Howl]
[Felix]
[Howl]
[Felix]
[Howl]
[Felix]
[Howl]
[Felix]
[Howl]
[Felix]
[Howl]
[Felix]
[Felix forever]
[Gideon forever]
He sighs]
I hope you won't mind if I need a few days.
no subject
That's fine.
no subject
...he hates me.
(no subject)
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Felix
Her voice is barely above a whisper:]
Felix...
Phoebe
[He doesn't sound angry so much as tired]
Felix
Are you okay?
Phoebe
Felix
Phoebe
Felix
Phoebe
Felix
Phoebe
Felix
Phoebe
Felix
Phoebe
Felix (Change of plans >.<)
Hey, uh, if you want any art to brighten up the new place...
[Yeah. This is her not saying anything. At least, not outright.]
Nora
Gideon?]
Felix
Um.
Right. Awkward silence is GO.
Uh... give her a second.]
Hey, uh, if you need anything...
Nora
Felix
Nora
Felix
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Felix
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Nora