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Cipher : the Fifth : action
Oct. 14th, 2011 11:49 am[Stephen Maturin will be spending the majority of the day in Good Spirits.
He has a spot in the corner of the bar, seated at a small table. A vantage point from which he can see everything and can, when necessary, catch Buffy's eye for a refill on his glass.
Currently, he has two, both whiskey. One tumbler is in his hand, and he takes slow sips of it. The other is set in front of one empty chair at the table. At times, he will look over, nod to an unseen something, and take another drink.
When he finishes with his first drink? He only orders it refilled, does not touch the spare.
His Journal is nowhere to be found, nor is his plain journal.
Today is intended for quiet contemplation and introspection, not monitoring the Journals.
...Of course, he might not mind some company.]
He has a spot in the corner of the bar, seated at a small table. A vantage point from which he can see everything and can, when necessary, catch Buffy's eye for a refill on his glass.
Currently, he has two, both whiskey. One tumbler is in his hand, and he takes slow sips of it. The other is set in front of one empty chair at the table. At times, he will look over, nod to an unseen something, and take another drink.
When he finishes with his first drink? He only orders it refilled, does not touch the spare.
His Journal is nowhere to be found, nor is his plain journal.
Today is intended for quiet contemplation and introspection, not monitoring the Journals.
...Of course, he might not mind some company.]