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[One moment Solomon Goldsmith is out enjoying the view of the city's lights below from his balcony, and in the next moment his environment abruptly shifts into a bright interior room. His face shows some sign of annoyance at this, but not the typical shock or hysteria that is often evidenced by others in the City. After all, Solomon has been going through such inconveniences like this for longer than most.
Instead, he looks down at the splattered mess of his deep red beverage staining the light carpeting and gives a slight tug on the handcuff now encircling his wrist. With narrowed eyes, he looks askance at the cello bow being held by the other man's captive hand.]
...Haji. Of course.
[One moment Solomon Goldsmith is out enjoying the view of the city's lights below from his balcony, and in the next moment his environment abruptly shifts into a bright interior room. His face shows some sign of annoyance at this, but not the typical shock or hysteria that is often evidenced by others in the City. After all, Solomon has been going through such inconveniences like this for longer than most.
Instead, he looks down at the splattered mess of his deep red beverage staining the light carpeting and gives a slight tug on the handcuff now encircling his wrist. With narrowed eyes, he looks askance at the cello bow being held by the other man's captive hand.]
...Haji. Of course.
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Date: 2011-08-27 07:06 am (UTC)He transitions into a complicated set of measures, focusing on making his non-human hand dance the bow over the strings as it had while it was still normal. After Vietnam, he'd practically had to re-learn how to play, the difference in strength and flexibility had thrown him for awhile, but now... it was almost as if nothing had changed.
Until a sudden jerk pulled his hand back, sending a screech from the instrument as Haji abruptly stood, as if ready for a fight.
Instead, he sees a silver cuff on his wrist... and another one on Solomon's wrist, connecting them. He hadn't even heard the other Chevalier come in. Frowning, he looks him in the eyes.]
What is this, Solomon?
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Date: 2011-08-27 07:20 am (UTC)[His eyes return to the vivid stain on the carpeting, then the nearly empty glass in his hand and he sighs regretfully.]
I'd just filled that glass.
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Date: 2011-08-27 07:29 am (UTC)[He twists his wrist, trying to see the cuff better so he could determine how best to remove it.]
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Date: 2011-08-28 03:42 am (UTC)I'm afraid it's quite useless to fight it.
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Date: 2011-08-28 05:50 am (UTC)[His other hand, the one that was still human, moves to the cuff, testing it's strength as he tries to wrench it from his wrist. His disposition doesn't improve when the metal doesn't give an inch.]
What did you make this of, Solomon?
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Date: 2011-08-27 10:39 pm (UTC)voice;
Date: 2011-08-28 03:29 am (UTC)Re: voice;
Date: 2011-08-28 04:52 am (UTC)voice;
Date: 2011-08-28 05:12 am (UTC)[He pauses slightly before answering the last part. Clearly, Haji will hear this as well.]
And I don't 'hate' him. He's just under some misconceptions that make dealing with him difficult.
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Date: 2011-08-28 06:25 am (UTC)Oooookay. I don't know if I get it but...okay.
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Date: 2011-08-28 04:52 am (UTC)|| audio *prying into Haji's personal affairs*
Date: 2011-08-28 05:16 am (UTC)May I ask how you know him?
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Date: 2011-08-28 06:08 am (UTC)(Private)
Date: 2011-08-28 06:43 am (UTC)Honestly, Luke... would you rather I be alone?
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