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Tazenhani · 02-21-2015, 03:31 AM

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Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline

Yes he heard the door.

And yeah, he heard the footsteps.

Simon hadn't shut himself out of the world in his thoughts. There was too much training in his brain with them to allow the full effect. He continued starring most at the ceiling for a few more moments as Sabel rattled off the exact detailed contents of the trays before finally slowly straightening up.

"So out of touch you've been..." he mused as he returned to his natural posture. "...to forget coffee isn't the way to my heart." Sure he drank it on occasion, but not the way most MLErs did. That he reserved for the true British task of drinking tea. That being said, he filched one of the cream and sugar ones since it was the least objectionable of the options for him at the moment.

Sabel's arms sagged a little bit as he blinked down at the top of his friend's head. "Wow... Tough crowd, tough crowd."

Though really, it was his bad. He should have known better. He would blame it on life and time. Horrible excuses, but there they were.

At least the man knew how to compromise, and once he had his pick, Sabel withdrew. "I'm sure there's a charm to turn it into whatever you would like."

Using a foot to snag a chair from a nearby, currently unoccupied desk, he pulled it over until it was saddled up to Simon's desk. Plopping down into the chair and placing the coffee trays on the desk, Sabel considered his friend for a long moment. "While I may not be brushed up on drink orders, I'm not so out of touch to see something's eating you. What's going on?"

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Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote: Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline Yes he heard the door. And yeah, he heard the footsteps. Simon hadn't shut himself out of the world in his thoughts. There was too much training in his brain with them to allow the full effect. He continued starring most at the ceiling for a few more moments as Sabel rattled off the exact detailed contents of the trays before finally slowly straightening up. "So out of touch you've been..." he mused as he returned to his natural posture. "...to forget coffee isn't the way to my heart." Sure he drank it on occasion, but not the way most MLErs did. That he reserved for the true British task of drinking tea. That being said, he filched one of the cream and sugar ones since it was the least objectionable of the options for him at the moment. Sabel's arms sagged a little bit as he blinked down at the top of his friend's head. "Wow... Tough crowd, tough crowd." Though really, it was his bad. He should have known better. He would blame it on life and time. Horrible excuses, but there they were. At least the man knew how to compromise, and once he had his pick, Sabel withdrew. "I'm sure there's a charm to turn it into whatever you would like." Using a foot to snag a chair from a nearby, currently unoccupied desk, he pulled it over until it was saddled up to Simon's desk. Plopping down into the chair and placing the coffee trays on the desk, Sabel considered his friend for a long moment. "While I may not be brushed up on drink orders, I'm not so out of touch to see something's eating you. What's going on?" __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.