"For the millenia?" Remus asked, raising his eyebrows. "Now that sounds like an interesting story." He liked Belial. So sensible and, er. Glittery. Remus wished he had a bar of chocolate to offer him.
The werewolf looked down at his empty plate and grinned ruefully. "Well, if I eat anymore just now I'll be sick, I'm afraid. However, would it be possible for me to come back tomorrow or much later for food? I mean, since you offered and there doesn't seem to be any other arrangement."
He looked up at Belial, amber eyes glinting like the glass of rum in his hand did. "It sounds like it is. I'll bite my tongue about my curiosity for your job though. My experience of a desk job sounds different than yours, for certain."
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Date: 2005-08-16 12:50 am (UTC)The werewolf looked down at his empty plate and grinned ruefully. "Well, if I eat anymore just now I'll be sick, I'm afraid. However, would it be possible for me to come back tomorrow or much later for food? I mean, since you offered and there doesn't seem to be any other arrangement."
He looked up at Belial, amber eyes glinting like the glass of rum in his hand did. "It sounds like it is. I'll bite my tongue about my curiosity for your job though. My experience of a desk job sounds different than yours, for certain."