Albert Silverberg (
chikaidestroyer) wrote2010-02-14 12:29 pm
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∞ 74: A windy day [action]
[Despite the mild windiness today, Albert is sitting out on the porch of his house. He has a few notes and his journal with him, but he's mostly just out there to think and drink a little. The town meeting was just yesterday, and it certainly proved a few things he had surmised about the populace. There had been a few opinions he had heard that more clearly showed others' state of mind (some for the better, most for the worse), and he had to readjust those plans accordingly.
Now to think of the next course of action.]
Now to think of the next course of action.]
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[...and suddenly, an idea. He has a feeling he better get this out before Albert makes him change his mind.] Albert, can I tell you something?
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[He's silent for a moment, as if the conversation has had a sudden change in tone.] What is it?
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Um... I already told you I don't have anything for you, and this probably won't mean much, but... [He pauses here, but not for the dramatic effect. He's just nervous. After a moment, he's made up his mind, however, and he's sure Albert's going to hate him for it. Still, he's going to invade his personal space one last time
for todayand give him a hug.] Thanks, Albert.[action]
He smiles faintly, reaching up and putting a hand on his little brother's head.]
Thank you for being here, Caesar.
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Happy birthday.
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He usually thinks he is too old for entertaining the thought of birthday wishes, and really has no use for them, and it may be too early to even consider thinking like this...
...but he wishes that they will remember, even after leaving Luceti.]
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That was all I wanted to say. Thanks. Because I don't say it enough, and... I think you deserve to know that I appreciate what you do. Sometimes.