[the solarium's charm fades when Zel finds he wants a proper wall to his back; the feeling of being perceived is compounded by all this glass. even so, this isn't about him.
where...where is Emery? it takes a few furtive, spaced-out glances around at colorful hair and assorted appendages for him to be certain that both Emery and his contact aren't in the public area, and even then he wants to reconfirm, but--]
Oh-- [menu. right. okay. be normal, Zel.] Just...whatever the house specialty is, thanks.
[hopefully they take Seyruun or Atlas coin...since he is definitely not thinking about payments right now. instead he's thinking about how he definitely caught someone peering his way and he doesn't know if he should dodge that or glare back. shit. don't fuck up--]
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his suffering needs to be complete
on 2023-11-24 03:05 am (UTC)where...where is Emery? it takes a few furtive, spaced-out glances around at colorful hair and assorted appendages for him to be certain that both Emery and his contact aren't in the public area, and even then he wants to reconfirm, but--]
Oh-- [menu. right. okay. be normal, Zel.] Just...whatever the house specialty is, thanks.
[hopefully they take Seyruun or Atlas coin...since he is definitely not thinking about payments right now. instead he's thinking about how he definitely caught someone peering his way and he doesn't know if he should dodge that or glare back. shit. don't fuck up--]