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poly_chromatic2012-02-08 09:15 am
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♣ 006 || Action or Voice - dead on his feet
[ he stumbles, bumping into some unlikely passerby in a fit of near drowsiness.
fjkls, he blinks himself awake and bows! ] My apologies! It won't happen again. [ he bobs upright, finding himself face to face with an irate woman, coffee stains all over her neatly pressed white blouse. ]
You cretin! I'll make sure you never do that again!
[ flinching, Liam felt scalding hot coffee poured over his head, staining his clothes. But, it's with trembling fingers as he watches the woman stalk off that he goes to wipe a coffee dribble off his cheek only to find that it's turned to sand the minute he's touched it.
Such is Liam's rather perplexing fate. He is bereaved of both coffee and tea and thus, severely caffeine deprived. It's amazing he's able to stand on his feet at all, really. At least the headaches aren't quite so bad anymore. Still...
He pulls out his phone and starts speaking into it, wiping his face clean with a handkerchief. ]
I could use some advice, if you may. What is your preferred drink? I'm afraid tea and coffee are out of the question as I appear to be having a slight problem with it turning into sand.
[ and he's getting desperate. Help a poor man out, Poly! ]
((ooc: no Liam's were harmed in the making of this post and red text is a random npc!))
fjkls, he blinks himself awake and bows! ] My apologies! It won't happen again. [ he bobs upright, finding himself face to face with an irate woman, coffee stains all over her neatly pressed white blouse. ]
You cretin! I'll make sure you never do that again!
[ flinching, Liam felt scalding hot coffee poured over his head, staining his clothes. But, it's with trembling fingers as he watches the woman stalk off that he goes to wipe a coffee dribble off his cheek only to find that it's turned to sand the minute he's touched it.
Such is Liam's rather perplexing fate. He is bereaved of both coffee and tea and thus, severely caffeine deprived. It's amazing he's able to stand on his feet at all, really. At least the headaches aren't quite so bad anymore. Still...
He pulls out his phone and starts speaking into it, wiping his face clean with a handkerchief. ]
I could use some advice, if you may. What is your preferred drink? I'm afraid tea and coffee are out of the question as I appear to be having a slight problem with it turning into sand.
[ and he's getting desperate. Help a poor man out, Poly! ]
((ooc: no Liam's were harmed in the making of this post and red text is a random npc!))
[voice]
Am I not supposed to?
[voice]
Ah, nevermind. I see how your case may be different, ha ha ha
[voice]
Perhaps it is, but it obviously seems to be a concern of yours. [ he hesitates ] Are you well?
[voice]
It's nothing of grave matter. I was simply thinking it's about time I seek another roommate to cease the ticking myself. Truthfully speaking, I would not have minded having a man of your intellect under the same roof is all.