I do not seek to waste my efforts on the menials of these halls. No use has come of their impression. They have gone, as so has their legacy. Their reputation within these walls is nothing when placed before the One who truly matters.
Ah yes yes, the ‘One’ and this and that..
I beg to differ. They were quite clearly restless, hence the catastrophic indulgences in violent temperament.
What lasting impression was sought to be made has possibly gone with them…paves way for new forms and faces of terror.
Have you had a chance to listen to those records I gave you earlier? I think you’ll like them, really.
I’ve never thought about it like that. I mean, there’s more to how you are than just being alive. I’m glad you are, though. Alive- that is. *He gives out a short laugh and tries again.*
How has the beginning of term been, then?
I gave them to my sister as a…parting gift. [Stares past him, exerting a short sigh] Glad…Well, that makes one of us…
I don’t know. I didn’t really care for it…I don’t. Am I making this conversation…difficult?
-pulls a face then laughs- No, he’s just utter shite in bed. You’d think if you’re going to get into that kind of business in the first place, you’re going to have to at least know your way around the bedroom well enough to not look like a twat when somebody didn’t bring cash. But anyway, his stock is just divine. -eyes Poppy playfully then smirks- Why? Do you not like to kiss smokers?
Well then…[Allows an amused half-smile to bring some light to placid expression.] Sounds adventurous. How appropriate for you, Briody. [Rolls her eyes but grins,not entirely impressed to indulge the young woman.] Outright, no. But…everyone has their exceptions.
One dredging monotony after another. And ah— -plucks the pack from Poppy’s fingers and slips out a few to stow back in the drawer- —I’m not meeting my supplier until Tuesday, can’t go throwing them all away to wide-eyed little fresh fish can we? And sixty-forty, no less - I paid for those in the first place, poppet.
Fish, indeed. Hooked. Hm. Oh…[Slightly frowns] Sixty-forty…fine, why not. Is your ‘supplier’ a smoker, too? Does that make him less pleasurable to kiss?