Skulking around the mausoleum, with a flair of drama and a swirl of black cloak, Bazzard stumbles right into a man. Of all the bad luck! The fellow's drunk, and will be more of a hindrance than a help! This becomes even more startlingly clear when the man grabs him and kisses him, mumbling something about a darling beautiful rose--
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Date: 2006-03-30 07:35 pm (UTC)...I hate you. XD
Skulking around the mausoleum, with a flair of drama and a swirl of black cloak, Bazzard stumbles right into a man. Of all the bad luck! The fellow's drunk, and will be more of a hindrance than a help! This becomes even more startlingly clear when the man grabs him and kisses him, mumbling something about a darling beautiful rose--