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Horst Cabal ([personal profile] whatwas) wrote2011-04-26 11:40 pm
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[An hour before dawn, Horst's PCD clicks on. He's in the very small, windowless space he calls a room, but he's grinning. His voice is barely above a whisper, since this room--like the one in the church--is connected to Johannes's.]

Greetings, gentle viewers. I hope you haven't forgotten the previous lessons in the care and feeding of a necromancer. Tutorials resume soon.
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[identity profile] supermistfrog.livejournal.com 2011-04-29 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
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Ah, bribing sometimes works.

[identity profile] ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com 2011-04-29 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
In that case, I'll offer you two dozen cookies if you take him home for a weekend.

[Because even if Horst won't admit it blatantly he does love having his brother around again.]

[identity profile] supermistfrog.livejournal.com 2011-04-29 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
...Two dozen?

[You picked the skinniest, hungriest guy to talk to, Horst.]

[identity profile] supermistfrog.livejournal.com 2011-04-29 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
...Do I have to feed him, and is he housetrained?
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