122nd Devotion: Quality Time with the Rival

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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.

Comments

voice;

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[Oh right. She hadn't really thought about that.]

Oooookay. I don't know if I get it but...okay.

voice;

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Merely a family issue, that's all.

Re: voice;

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Oh. I didn't know you had family here. That's good for you.

voice;

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

[Avoids answering that one. Having a family at war with each other is nothing that he'd describe as 'good'. The best response... redirection.]

Haven't you had any of your family come into the City?

Re: voice;

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

My best friend, Jill. She's kind of like a sister.

voice;

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's quite fortunate then.

Re: voice;

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I was super glad to see her. She visited once on one of those weekends but then she came back for real.