[Cain is aware what day it is and, as you probably guessed, he's drunk. Plastered. In the garden, twirling a ripped-off stick deftly between his fingers. He only slips at the end when he's meant to catch it.
He sings, too, as he's wont to do.]
...but I've still got my health, so what do I care?
My best friend, alas, is a glass solitaire,
but I still got my health, so what do I care?
By fashion and foppery, I'm never discussed.
Attending the opry, my box would be a bust....
[ooc: feel free to catch him in the gardens, the halls, wherever. I'm not bothering with much continuity, it's a free for all.]
He sings, too, as he's wont to do.]
...but I've still got my health, so what do I care?
My best friend, alas, is a glass solitaire,
but I still got my health, so what do I care?
By fashion and foppery, I'm never discussed.
Attending the opry, my box would be a bust....
[ooc: feel free to catch him in the gardens, the halls, wherever. I'm not bothering with much continuity, it's a free for all.]
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Date: 2013-06-17 02:11 am (UTC)Maybe you should educate them. [Except she knows what his idea of education apparently is, and she can't stop the brief grimace.]
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Date: 2013-06-18 09:04 am (UTC)Truth is, the kids on board probably don't even know the same songs I do.
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Date: 2013-06-18 04:06 pm (UTC)Well, part of being here is expanding our horizons.
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Date: 2013-06-24 02:45 pm (UTC)