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 Eric leads Orpheus up the stairs, one hand not on his back but on the back of his neck. Possessively.

This time, the room is furnished, with low chairs covered with wolf pelts and sheep skins, a brazier, and a table with a glass and a bottle. 

And a bed. Large enough to fit Eric comfortably and covered with crimson blankets.

Date: 2012-09-27 04:43 am (UTC)
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"Glad to hear it," Orpheus says dryly.

He has no reason to be embarrassed by it, so Eric can be as amused as he likes.

Date: 2012-09-27 04:56 am (UTC)
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Orpheus chuckles. "I'm sure we'll both get over it."

Date: 2012-09-27 05:07 am (UTC)
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"That suits me just fine," Orpheus says, pulling himself to his feet.



[ooc: Yes, I think so. I may give him an EP this weekend if that would work. :)]

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