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[saidrepent]

[Hello, City. The face that peers into the camera is a slightly familiar one, for those who know Raymond, though he looks a little younger and a lot less concerned with the state of his hair.]

What, this again? [The camera angle wheels a bit, as though the device is being turned from side to side.] All right, all right. Last time didn't turn out so bad, but this isn't funny. Whoever's responsible for this better fess up, all right?

[He looks around for a bit and shivers before turning his attention back to the camera.] In the meantime, anyone know if there's anything fun to do around here? Last time I was here I remember it was pretty damn dull.

[Meanwhile, those on the streets today may have the misfortune of running into Raymond in person. It's awfully cold out with all this snow, and he might be looking to fleece someone out of their cash or coat...]

( OOC: Raymond has been hit with the age reversal curse...again! So while he remembers the last time this happened, he doesn't remember anything else from his time in the City. All responses will be from daytoday! )

Comments

[daytoday]

Yeah, so what the hell am I supposed to do until then? Sit around with my thumb up my ass?

[conesoldstober]

I couldn't possibly comment on your own personal sexual predilections.

[He's just going to go ahead and light a cigarette.]

[daytoday]

Smartass. I wasn't asking for a comment, I was asking for suggestions.

[conesoldstober]

You're a big boy, I assumed you could get on finding an activity for yourself without any hand-holding.

[He takes a long drag with a contented sigh.]

God that's amazing. It's been months since I could have a fag without having to hide in the gardening shed first.

[He's got more of his Welsh accent this weekend, a little less posh and a little more Valleys.]

[daytoday]

[Raymond might have a retort for that, but he's rather suddenly too distracted by the cigarette.]

You got another one of those?

[conesoldstober]

[He holds one out, just out of reach.]

And am I getting anything in return?

[daytoday]

[Wow rude.] Depends on what you want.

[conesoldstober]

[He hands the cigarette over.]

I'll let you know when I think of it.

[daytoday]

[He snatches it before the guy can change his mind.] Just as long as it's not some kind of sex thing. I'm no hooker. [You got a light, bud?]

[conesoldstober]

You needn't flatter yourself.

[He tosses him a lighter.]

[daytoday]

[He catches it and lights up.] Who said anything about flattering? I'm just keeping an eye out for myself.

[conesoldstober]

[He gets a raised eyebrow, but Howell is wrapped up enough in his cigarette that he can't be bothered speaking just yet.]

You said you've been here once before, yeah?

[daytoday]

Yeah. [He takes a long drag off his own.] What's it to you?

[conesoldstober]

So you found your way out?

[daytoday]

[He gives Howell a side eye.]

I don't know... I guess I must have. I don't really remember.

[conesoldstober]

You'd like that type of information would be worth remembering.

[daytoday]

Yeah, you'd think so. [He kicks at some snow on the ground.] But I don't remember it. So, tough shit.

[conesoldstober]

No need to get defensive.