L lingered in his seat while Szayel left, and then scratched his head and got up.
His head was pounding in time to his heartbeat, and he knew he needed to go and rest, but he had work to do. Perhaps he could spare some time to rest after he'd contacted his spies in Rabanastre, and Lindblum. Then he could go back to Hojo's files.
Midgar was proving to be an extremely lengthy job for him.
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Date: 2013-06-14 12:25 am (UTC)His head was pounding in time to his heartbeat, and he knew he needed to go and rest, but he had work to do. Perhaps he could spare some time to rest after he'd contacted his spies in Rabanastre, and Lindblum. Then he could go back to Hojo's files.
Midgar was proving to be an extremely lengthy job for him.