Who ⬤ Emily and open! What ⬤ Monthly catchall - clinic work, music club, etc. When ⬤ Over May. Where ⬤ Across the city. Content Warnings ⬤ TBA if needed.
For now. The former will require work to maintain, but I'm touched by the number of people who have come forth to put in any degree of effort or assistance to make this reality. Once it's solidified, it should sustain itself - as long as no one is very foolish about things.
[sipping her water, she makes sure to meet his gaze.]
I trust that I can rely on your discretion. One wouldn't want the clans to look too closely at such a gray area.
[in other words, don't put this on the network, and don't be stupidly advertising it.]
Would imagine a fair 'mount of folks generally agree havin' a neutral hospital is a good idea.
[Then again, people often do foolish things. But Billy was attempting to maintain a certain level of optimism in this place. It wouldn't do for him to be fatalistic all the time. Just... overly cautious. As per usual.
He meets her gaze when she seeks his.]
Bein' awful forward 'bout somethin' you want kept on the low.
[Billy hums in return, leaning against the bar, propping his chin in his palm, smiling still and holding her gaze.]
But yeah, ya don't got nothin' to worry about from me none.
[Call it a habit of his to keep things under wraps.]
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[sipping her water, she makes sure to meet his gaze.]
I trust that I can rely on your discretion. One wouldn't want the clans to look too closely at such a gray area.
[in other words, don't put this on the network, and don't be stupidly advertising it.]
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[Then again, people often do foolish things. But Billy was attempting to maintain a certain level of optimism in this place. It wouldn't do for him to be fatalistic all the time. Just... overly cautious. As per usual.
He meets her gaze when she seeks his.]
Bein' awful forward 'bout somethin' you want kept on the low.
[Billy hums in return, leaning against the bar, propping his chin in his palm, smiling still and holding her gaze.]
But yeah, ya don't got nothin' to worry about from me none.
[Call it a habit of his to keep things under wraps.]