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tvk2012-08-06 03:27 am
croibhristeoir) wrote in tvk2012-08-06 03:27 am
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[private text to fates and smothersome]
[The message is very simple. It's little more than an address and a small note:]
Everything's been taken care of. If you need help moving anything, just let me know.
[Upon arrival to that address, they would find a reasonably sized two-story house with three separate bedrooms and a high-fenced backyard large enough for...say, two very large cats. Saber specifically would find a cake awaiting her on the kitchen table.]
[video]
[The second message comes later, the phone having been casually tossed aside with its owner's jacket. Wherever Diarmuid is, it looks somewhat empty; there's a few basic pieces of furniture with a few scattered cardboard boxes full of gods only know what. Most notably would be the couch Diarmuid himself was draped on, and...yep, he was already asleep.
[His exhaustion was becoming far clearer than he'd ever have liked to let on. His own problems and limitations were nothing, or at the very least nothing he'd want others to know about. Lately Diarmuid had been working so hard he couldn't recall the last time he'd slept a full night, But with this much finally taken care of and settled, the knight in casual clothes would at least allow himself a few minutes' rest before something else came up.]
fates and smothersome][The message is very simple. It's little more than an address and a small note:]
Everything's been taken care of. If you need help moving anything, just let me know.
[Upon arrival to that address, they would find a reasonably sized two-story house with three separate bedrooms and a high-fenced backyard large enough for...say, two very large cats. Saber specifically would find a cake awaiting her on the kitchen table.]
[video]
[The second message comes later, the phone having been casually tossed aside with its owner's jacket. Wherever Diarmuid is, it looks somewhat empty; there's a few basic pieces of furniture with a few scattered cardboard boxes full of gods only know what. Most notably would be the couch Diarmuid himself was draped on, and...yep, he was already asleep.
[His exhaustion was becoming far clearer than he'd ever have liked to let on. His own problems and limitations were nothing, or at the very least nothing he'd want others to know about. Lately Diarmuid had been working so hard he couldn't recall the last time he'd slept a full night, But with this much finally taken care of and settled, the knight in casual clothes would at least allow himself a few minutes' rest before something else came up.]
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