Setzer nodded. "Celes and Locke know where I am." When in doubt, namedrop. Besides, she neither looked nor sounded like the nefarious sort that always seemed to wind up enemies of those two. "I think they are traveling by chocobo," He said, swallowing a sigh--not his favored way of getting around. "I've already booked a room in this inn here." And he'd be retiring there soon--even if it was the middle of the day. Damn hangover. Damn withdrawal.
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Date: 2010-02-14 11:14 pm (UTC)