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Apr 15, 2006 21:28

Clive nudged the door open, "I'd say 'pardon the mess' but really there isn't one. S'what happens when I haven't got much to my name ( Read more... )

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childofourtimes April 16 2006, 04:36:41 UTC
Jimmy enters and looks around, taking the guitar off his back and leaning it against the wall. It's certainly tidier than anything he's used to but there's nothing wrong with that.

'Yeah, it's cool, I like it.'

He wanders over to the sewing machine and looks at it, but doesn't touch.

'What's this?'

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goodbyesandusky April 16 2006, 04:46:17 UTC
Clive smiled, "Sewing machine." He shrugged, "I make things, used to do costumes for Gypsy, mostly just do it to keep myself busy here." He'd made a stuffed kangaroo and a wardrobe for it for Sally for christmas, other than that it was just piecework.

He nodded to the only other door, "Shower's through there."

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childofourtimes April 16 2006, 04:49:54 UTC
He stares at the machine, then reaches out and runs a finger over the top. There's a quiet laugh and he turns away, heading for the bathroom. He stops at the door though, and looks over to him.

'What do they call you? I mean, I could just call you 'dude' forever but I figure that'd get old pretty soon, y'know?'

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goodbyesandusky April 16 2006, 04:51:20 UTC
He blinked twice, then realized he hadn't actually introduced himself.

This struck him as highly amusing and he laughed, shaking his head, "Clive, my name's Clive."

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