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Arthur Lester ([personal profile] lestercraft) wrote2022-10-31 05:48 pm
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"This is Arthur Lester. I'm not available right now, but do leave a message and I'll find the time. A-a voice message, please."

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[OOC: Please note Arthur is blind, so audio format is strongly ICly preferred, but by God don't let that stop you]
greatoldjohn: (a gentleman: glancing away)

Re: Morning after Edwin's Party

[personal profile] greatoldjohn 2024-09-09 12:49 pm (UTC)(link)
John holds him for one extra second before breathing out and retracting. But he stays on the bed for a moment and looks at Arthur. He doesn't say anything, but there's a little through line of music, clear bright violin notes, of fierce, warm, intense light.

Then he swallows and gets to his own feet.

"Eggs, toast, and fruit?"
greatoldjohn: (a gentleman: little smile)

Re: Morning after Edwin's Party

[personal profile] greatoldjohn 2024-09-10 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Just your stomach," he says with a huff as he slips past to get to the kitchen and get back to cooking. The stove relights quickly and the sizzling on the pain starts up soon enough and within a few minutes, Arthur's getting a nice full breakfast plate presented to him, warm and inviting.

John has a plate of his own that he starts eating in between cooking.

"I didn't congratulate you yet on your pairing, incidentally."
greatoldjohn: (a gentleman: glancing away)

Re: Morning after Edwin's Party

[personal profile] greatoldjohn 2024-09-10 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Astarion was pretty quick too, to be fair," he says with a small huff. Though of course he's getting close to a year with Astarion. Probably not where he should go with that. He'll start working on his own eggs.

"Apparently, the Admiral likes to keep us busy."