die Wahrheit ist grausam

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[And here we have an arguement going on behind closed doors, presumably heated since the hall way is getting an earful.]

You aren't supposed to be here!
You can't just waltz in here whenever you want.

[Fortunately the other party isn't raising their voice, but unfortunately for eavesdroppers they aren't exactly speaking loud enough to be heard clearly from the hallway or through the closed door.]

Besides, you left- why come back?

[Followed neatly by some shattering glass and a slammed door. Okay, so it was just the tail end of a spat, but what can you do?
   Do you: 

a)Open the door
b)wait for someone to come out

c)get the popcorn then a) or b)
d)Walk away because it's just another drammu in the dressing Room]

[ooc: /fails waiting the extra hour and a day till October]

Comments

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[Iiiiiinteresting.

Now the question is: how useful will this be for later?]

[gameofpretend.livejournal.com]

[Depends mostly on what Xaldin wants out of it. /Leaving that room now.]

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[Xaldin offers a polite nod as he comes out. He's not close enough for the immediate assumption to be that he was listening in.]

[gameofpretend.livejournal.com]

[Smiles in return and then taps the side of his nose, most interpretations of the gesture being pretty much correct.Assumption being unnecessary with his 'insight'.
Not that he'll explain it.]

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[Xaldin says nothing, although he raises an eyebrow as if to suggest 'oh really'?]

[gameofpretend.livejournal.com]

['Ya rly' He'll not mention the other 'tidbits' he caught with it.]

I don't think Even'll be coming out for a while.

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

I won't waste my time then.

[gameofpretend.livejournal.com]

[Though for strangeness and l337 detective skills, there may not actually be anyone at all within those rooms. Not the Dulor here knows that.]

Did you need him for anything?

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

Not at the moment.

fffff /slooooooooooooooooow

[gameofpretend.livejournal.com]

I suppose I should take my leave...

Pleasure meeting you. [P.S. He's tried to leave a haunting (http://gameofpretend.livejournal.com/1018.html) as a little parting gift. Up to you if it works and how well.]

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

And you.