Fourth Wall Curse: Voice Post 0016 - Poly

[disregard_death]

[Keats can be heard lighting a cigarette. One can easily assume he has coffee or tea and his rabbit with him on the window ledge while he smokes

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action?

[is_the_walrus]

[And the siren call of a cigarette being lit draws the rabble to Keats' window. A young man who looks like nothing so much as a homeless waif approaches Keats rather boldly.]

Got any extra smokes?

Action!

[disregard_death]

[Keats is more than used to attracting young people. It's his job, one could say. He looks down and shrugs. The window is low enough to reach down and pull someone up, but not so low that one could just jump on in. He appraises the kid for a moment and shrugs]

Yeah, ye need'n a light too?

Action!

[is_the_walrus]

[He shrugs right back.]

Nah... got one. There's fucking irony for you. The lighter gets to hang around for the afterlife but the cigarettes stay at home.

Re: Action!

[disregard_death]

"Ye sure yer dead, Laddie?" [Keats laid back and let his hand drop down two cigarette sticks to the younger man.] "Some a us are some ain't."

[hatedbyfanboys]

How... exactly can you see an invisible man?

[disregard_death]

He's very well dressed.

[hatedbyfanboys]

So you can.. see his clothes but not him?

[disregard_death]

Well, I assume that even invisible men still feel rather exposed to the elements. Visible or not, I wouldn't prance about naked.

[bakurakrazie]

I'll be sure to do that.

Er. Or- or I'll be sure to not do that. Um.

What you said. I'll listen.

[disregard_death]

He's rather dapperly dressed for an invisible man. Hard to miss, promise.

[bakurakrazie]

Are his- clothes visible?

[disregard_death]

Well of course they are. How else would I have known he was dapper?