Maybe? Maybe. [koby adjusts the position of the books a little, looking at the coffee for a long moment before registering:] Oh! Is that for me? That’s very kind of you. [he picks up the cup in his less bandaged hand – most of those injuries are due to the shattered window close by the burned shelf, shards of glass still glinting in the carpet.] He had several wings and a sort of booming voice – very pale, white light, though. Phoenixes are usually blue, right?
[a sigh, a sip at the coffee, humming softly in approval when it’s just that, unsweetened, unflavored.] “Single-minded” is a good description, though. I tried to reason with him, but it ended up just making things worse. [another sip, and koby gestures vaguely at his bandaged forehead.] Hence – all this.
A stripper. Oh, at the wedding. [koby makes a face somewhere between discomfort and barely-stifled amusement.] Right. That’s not funny, but – there was so much chaos around it, I can’t even imagine how absurd things got when you were there. Um. Nobody died, right?
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Date: 2025-05-20 01:55 am (UTC)[a sigh, a sip at the coffee, humming softly in approval when it’s just that, unsweetened, unflavored.] “Single-minded” is a good description, though. I tried to reason with him, but it ended up just making things worse. [another sip, and koby gestures vaguely at his bandaged forehead.] Hence – all this.
A stripper. Oh, at the wedding. [koby makes a face somewhere between discomfort and barely-stifled amusement.] Right. That’s not funny, but – there was so much chaos around it, I can’t even imagine how absurd things got when you were there. Um. Nobody died, right?