[there's lingering cigarette smoke in the air in here, as well as old whiskey, and the earthy notes of a thousand spilled pints. he shuts the door on the rest of the pub, but wood and glass only do so much to muffle the sound seeping in from the other side.
tommy indicates with another loose hand gesture that lilith should make herself comfortable in the snug, but eases into a seat himself without waiting. he'd abandoned his last cigarette with the empty glass at the bar, and now reaches for the inner pocket of his suit jacket to set up for another one. with a measure of indifference, he unloads a cigarette case and a box of matches on the table. he doesn't do anything with them yet, they're just there in preparation.
his seated posture makes no secret of the fact he's wearing a gun holster. the webley revolver tucked inside was his service weapon.
his tone's mild, feeling he can best answer madam wardwell's question with a question.]
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tommy indicates with another loose hand gesture that lilith should make herself comfortable in the snug, but eases into a seat himself without waiting. he'd abandoned his last cigarette with the empty glass at the bar, and now reaches for the inner pocket of his suit jacket to set up for another one. with a measure of indifference, he unloads a cigarette case and a box of matches on the table. he doesn't do anything with them yet, they're just there in preparation.
his seated posture makes no secret of the fact he's wearing a gun holster. the webley revolver tucked inside was his service weapon.
his tone's mild, feeling he can best answer madam wardwell's question with a question.]
Do you believe in curses?