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mayfield_rpg2012-06-18 11:19 am
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It's one thing after another in this wretched place, isn't it? Lies. Zombies. Insanity.
One would hope in these desperate, bizarre circumstances, we could rely on someone... but apparently that isn't even the truth, is it?
[After that bitter statement, the next is something of an aside, as he's putting the phone back down. Because leave it to Anders to be a cryptic jerk like that.]
Maker's breath, I wish I could drink.
[LATER -- as in, after the phonecall, he's just sort of sitting in the room he claimed as an office space of sorts, writing furiously on anything even remotely paper-like.]
[Disturb the cranky mage at your leisure.]
One would hope in these desperate, bizarre circumstances, we could rely on someone... but apparently that isn't even the truth, is it?
[After that bitter statement, the next is something of an aside, as he's putting the phone back down. Because leave it to Anders to be a cryptic jerk like that.]
Maker's breath, I wish I could drink.
[LATER -- as in, after the phonecall, he's just sort of sitting in the room he claimed as an office space of sorts, writing furiously on anything even remotely paper-like.]
[Disturb the cranky mage at your leisure.]
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[Well. That sounds familiar.]
I suppose next, you'll say we should be grateful for your efforts?
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Right then, next time I want a real, existing friendship I'll be certain to say so. In exacting detail.
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I hope you find God, Sir. I really, really do.
[ And then she hangs up. ]