♕ |[51]| Like the wings of a thousand butterflies

[had_not_lived]

[VOICE;]

[After a long pause, sounding rather tired...]

...We'll have to recast Lady Bracknell.

[click.]

[ooc; sad neil is sad ;_;]

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audio;

[treadingdawn]

Are you going to be unwell?

audio;

[had_not_lived]

Unwell?

I'm fine, I'll be fine. I promise. Thank you, though.

audio;

[treadingdawn]

Well I had to be sure. We did not all survive that storm only to feel bad after.

audio;

[had_not_lived]

It's an ill wind that blows no one any good. I'm trying to look at things, that way. The storm and ship were a mess but I'm all right, everyone I know seems to be all right. Yuuko's gone, but I'm hoping wherever she's gone to, she'll be happy there.

[chosered]

Did someone leave?

[had_not_lived]

Yuuko did, yes. I'm not sure if you knew her?

[chosered]

I don't think I ever met her, no.

[had_not_lived]

It's too bad, I feel like you would've liked her.

audio;

[absinthe_eyed]

Yuuko was... [oh, what's a good word] ...an interesting person.

...You're back in the City?

[ooc: P.S. Penny is a sucker. hinthint]

audio;

[had_not_lived]

She certainly is.

We're staying with Rosella for a little, to let things dry out at home.

[ooc; orly. /makes a note of this]

audio;

[absinthe_eyed]

Is, yes.

Did your apartment flood much?

audio; private

[had_not_lived]

Not really. But... I think it's good for her to have company, so when she offered I said we'd stay a few days.

action;

[had_not_lived]

[He looks up from the book he's been reading, a little smile tugging at his lips, and sets it aside. Neil leans forward, sort of sprawling along the bed, feet by the headboard.]

C'mon in.

action;

[had_not_lived]

Sure.

[He shrugs a bit.]

Sad, a little. Worried about getting the play back on track, but... I'm not worried about her? So it's all right.

[He stretches a bit more to reach a hand out.]