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[mythros]

*Russ calls by Will's dad's pub, and asks for Will. Will's not there, so Russ leaves a message with one of the bar staff, to say that he'll try again tomorrow.*

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[ohhh_will]

Does Russ have a number Will can call?

[mythros]

(Unfortunately not, no. I don't think he's ever figured out how to use one. But... )

... Russ calls in again the following day, this time he orders a pint and sits down to wait by the pool table.

[ohhh_will]

Will received the message at home that someone named Russ wanted to see him, so he decides to go by and see what's up. He smiles when he catches sight of the red-haired elf, and the first thing he does is wave his now cast-free arm. "Hey, Russ!"

[mythros]

"Will!" Russ gets up with a smile. "Your arm's better? That's great. How are you?"

[mythros]

"And it's your go again," Russ replies with a grin. "At this rate you'll beat me." He glances at the table. "Go for the blue." He steps back and watches Will's ass again.

[ohhh_will]

"I thought I was supposed to go for the gold," he grins, bending over again. He bites his lip in concentration and shoots. "Got it!"

[mythros]

"Eru," Russ mutters. "Now you're in the lead, I'm not going to help you any more." He gives Will a wink and a smile as he lights a cigarette and sits down on a stool to smoke it while he watches.

[ohhh_will]

"How many times should I do this before it's your turn again?" He asks, peeking over his shoulder.