[ the arcade is still a whirl of neon and noise and after all this time while wash still looks out of place in it, he's clearly comfortable in it. wash closing up the bar when d'artagnan arrives, and he waves him over, himself looking much the same as always, dressed in a plain shirt and jeans. at the end of the workday his hair's definitely in slight disarray, carrying a quiet tiredness in his eyes even with the sharpness and focus in his gaze as he gives d'artagnan a quick once-over. ]
Cleaned up some since I last saw you, huh? [ ororo's influence, maybe. ] Suits you.
Come with me -- We can use one of the rooms upstairs.
[ the room he leads d'artagnan to is one of the larger ones. there's a couch, some chairs, a table that was clearly central to the room for gaming, but wash had come in earlier to push it aside to give them more space. still not exactly nice and open, but not too cramped, either. there's a small carrying case on the table, flipped open, with a few lengths of rope inside all neatly kept in butterfly coils in different bold colors and slightly different textures. ]
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Cleaned up some since I last saw you, huh? [ ororo's influence, maybe. ] Suits you.
Come with me -- We can use one of the rooms upstairs.
[ the room he leads d'artagnan to is one of the larger ones. there's a couch, some chairs, a table that was clearly central to the room for gaming, but wash had come in earlier to push it aside to give them more space. still not exactly nice and open, but not too cramped, either. there's a small carrying case on the table, flipped open, with a few lengths of rope inside all neatly kept in butterfly coils in different bold colors and slightly different textures. ]