Walter Sullivan (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
illdrinktothat) wrote2013-07-26 04:13 pm
illdrinktothat) wrote2013-07-26 04:13 pm
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Walter's actually up and about slightly early for him. Of course, 'slightly early' means early afternoon. Of course this means he has to deal with calming Bourbon the fuck down and feeding her so he can actually get his shit together and leave the house and do what it is he's actually specifically woken up early to do.
Once Bourbon's busy messily inhaling her food, Walter gets about cleaning the now-empty stew jars. He spends considerably less time cleaning himself up, but that's to be expected of him. He always looks vaguely like he slept on the floor no matter what.
It's neither luck nor coincidence that Caro and Weyoun have already left to do... whatever it is they do by the time Walter steps foot out of his house. He doesn't really want to deal with them today, especially not with Weyoun, so takes care to avoid them. Honestly, any and all human interaction sounds like a terrible idea today, but especially with those two.
It's not much of a walk over to Caro's house but he isn't really in any kind of rush. It's silent and still in the Victor's Village, like it always is; it feels like something of a ghost town to Walter most days. He doesn't so much live in the Victor's Village as quietly haunt it.
He peers carefully in Caro's window for a moment before deciding that, yes, it is vacant. The jars get set down carefully by her door, where they'll be neither knocked over and broken or go unnoticed. That's good enough, right? Right.
Once Bourbon's busy messily inhaling her food, Walter gets about cleaning the now-empty stew jars. He spends considerably less time cleaning himself up, but that's to be expected of him. He always looks vaguely like he slept on the floor no matter what.
It's neither luck nor coincidence that Caro and Weyoun have already left to do... whatever it is they do by the time Walter steps foot out of his house. He doesn't really want to deal with them today, especially not with Weyoun, so takes care to avoid them. Honestly, any and all human interaction sounds like a terrible idea today, but especially with those two.
It's not much of a walk over to Caro's house but he isn't really in any kind of rush. It's silent and still in the Victor's Village, like it always is; it feels like something of a ghost town to Walter most days. He doesn't so much live in the Victor's Village as quietly haunt it.
He peers carefully in Caro's window for a moment before deciding that, yes, it is vacant. The jars get set down carefully by her door, where they'll be neither knocked over and broken or go unnoticed. That's good enough, right? Right.
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She clears her throat. And uh, oh, her hair might be a little messed up. Should she fix it, or...? No. That would look more suspicious.
"Hi Weyoun," is what she finally says. Nailed it.
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"Hello. I seem to have forgotten my infopad." Not even he can keep up the look of mild, wide-eyed confusion. He cracks a very mischievous sort of smile. "I do hope I wasn't interrupting anything."
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At the other comment, though, Caro raises an eyebrow. "I have no idea what you mean, Weyoun."