[Apartment 402 at 38-8 is thoroughly unlocked, and when Vicious makes his way into the rooms, he'll discover Javert in a state of deshabille; his back is squared to the door, a silk black-and-burgundy robe draped across his shoulders. He stands at the window overlooking the foggy streets. In one hand he holds a wine glass, half-full and smelling like a blood-spiked cocktail. In the other he impatiently swings his keys on their necklace-length chain.
His ears are generously decorated with hoops and piercing accoutrements, and there's a bit of flesh exposed around the collarbone up; the robe fits snugly enough that it's apparent he's shed his layered ensemble. As for his bottom half, there's nothing on his bare feet. Nothing covering his calves, either, save for a few splashes of tattoo ink in French script written from the ankle up: Libérte Pour les Forçats. The robe terminates at around mid-shin.
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2/2 actually let's schmooze
Date: 2023-09-21 07:55 pm (UTC)His ears are generously decorated with hoops and piercing accoutrements, and there's a bit of flesh exposed around the collarbone up; the robe fits snugly enough that it's apparent he's shed his layered ensemble. As for his bottom half, there's nothing on his bare feet. Nothing covering his calves, either, save for a few splashes of tattoo ink in French script written from the ankle up: Libérte Pour les Forçats. The robe terminates at around mid-shin.
He doesn't turn when he asks shortly,]
What kept you?