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whatwas[The PCD clacks and the view shakes a bit, but finally centers on Horst's happy face. He's up on a roof, with four bottles of liquor and a chair.]
Right, you bunch of nutters, I'm going to sit up here and watch you all run about.
Tyki, you want a drink? I'm up here in the sane corner of the world.
Right, you bunch of nutters, I'm going to sit up here and watch you all run about.
Tyki, you want a drink? I'm up here in the sane corner of the world.
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Date: 2011-04-19 07:08 pm (UTC)But, but I do thank you for your welcome to, ah, sanity. [He takes the bottle.] You, um, wouldn't have a glass, would you?
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Date: 2011-04-20 12:57 am (UTC)I'm afraid not, but you're free to keep the bottle. It's nice and fresh that way.
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Date: 2011-04-20 03:23 pm (UTC)Oh, oh, why thank you. [He takes a seat.] It's, it's a lovely night.
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Date: 2011-04-20 07:18 pm (UTC)[He settles in the chair next to William] Where are you from?
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Date: 2011-04-21 12:51 am (UTC)I'm from London. What about yourself?