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tampered2007-08-25 06:14 pm
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Log: Ongoing
When; August 25th (evening)
Rating; PG
Characters; Lucien Lacroix![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
master_lacroix and adult-cursed Jolly R jollygoodform
Summary; Sent by Nicholas Brocklehurst, Jolly Roger attempts some white-collar crime and discover everything he can about Lucien Lacroix and/or Charles Macintyre, and takes on a job at his club.
Log;
His arm no longer in a sling but still wrapped up in bandages from a previous encounter with an unfriendly wolf, Roger Davies stood behind the bar at the Raven, examining the rows of suspiciously bottled liquor. He'd no previous experience at any job or even social drinking, being on most days the tender age of fourteen. Curse days were normally anything but fun, but Roger could get used to being this way. Grown-ups had all the fun.
He was listening to Lucien, listening very intently. He was here for a reason, after all. He had no idea what he was listening for, but was determined that a reason for all this spying and eavesdropping would spring up. Desperate to keep the other man talking, he pointed to a group of bottles, his head tilted curiously.
"And what of those?"
Rating; PG
Characters; Lucien Lacroix
master_lacroix and adult-cursed Jolly R jollygoodformSummary; Sent by Nicholas Brocklehurst, Jolly Roger attempts some white-collar crime and discover everything he can about Lucien Lacroix and/or Charles Macintyre, and takes on a job at his club.
Log;
His arm no longer in a sling but still wrapped up in bandages from a previous encounter with an unfriendly wolf, Roger Davies stood behind the bar at the Raven, examining the rows of suspiciously bottled liquor. He'd no previous experience at any job or even social drinking, being on most days the tender age of fourteen. Curse days were normally anything but fun, but Roger could get used to being this way. Grown-ups had all the fun.
He was listening to Lucien, listening very intently. He was here for a reason, after all. He had no idea what he was listening for, but was determined that a reason for all this spying and eavesdropping would spring up. Desperate to keep the other man talking, he pointed to a group of bottles, his head tilted curiously.
"And what of those?"