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Who: Brian, Pollux, [open to evil warden crashing by Arthur and/or Adric]
Where: Library
When: Around 4
Warnings: Drugs? Possible slashasharks?

Brian, once he had located the library, strolled in, wearing his ttly incognito outfit. He didn't know who he was looking for, but a nervous man with what he wanted, but that should be description enough considering the lack of patrons this time of day.

He did have to take a short pause and wonder, just what he was doing here. He had never been an avid fan of marijuana, and he was exhibiting classic addict behaviors for denying it so fiercely.

Perhaps he did need help, he thought, just as he caught Pollux's eye across the room. Too late to turn back now.

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Pollux was the kind of guy whose face was completely unrecognizable, who could slip through crowds without being noticed. If he didn't have such a famous brother, he could have gone through his life completely forgotten. But...that was not the case. He sat in a chair in the back of the library, a book open in his lap that he was not reading.

When he caught sight of Brian, he almost instantly knew who it was. Ponce was right. But the paranoia in Pollux wouldn't let him stand up. He simply nodded once to him and then turned his eyes down to the book he was reading.

He walked by Pollux's table casually, drawing up a chair unnecessarily close to the other man.

"What're you reading?" Brian asked casually, hand coming up to rest on his shoulder.

Pollux flinched a bit, but he remembered Paddy's words. He was in control. Or, at least he was supposed to be. Frowning slightly, he looked up to Brian and held up the book so that he could see the cover.

It was nothing fancy- simply a non fiction on a species of snake found in the Amazon. He had not been picky on what exactly he picked out.

"It's not exactly entertaining."

He snorted softly, fingers slowly dancing across the man's back and back. Brian rarely thought on such fickle issues as control.

"Do you have the shit," he muttered, close to Pollux's ear.

Pollux gave a small shiver and, if he had not been sitting, would have danced away from the man. Instead, he almost fell out of his chair as he tried to get out of his touch.

"Yeah...do you?"

Brian drew his hand back to place his hand on the bottle in his jacket, wrapped in a brown paper bag and nodded. His eyebrows lifted in amusement at the state of the other man. Who gets that wrecked over someone touching his shoulder?

He pulled out a box of cards he had in his pocket and fiddled with it underneath the table. Paddy had said two for the bottle. So that's what he was going to do. He put the box on the table, putting the others in his pockets.

"Enjoy," he said with a raise of his brow, distinctly more comfortable now that his personal space was not being so invaded.

He picked up the box gingerly, shifting the brim of his hat so he could lean forward, placing the bottle in his hands and pressing his mouth to his in the same instant.

As soon as the kiss was, it wasn't, and Brian murmured, "Ta, ever so," before fleeing the library.

[A bottle of some sort of vodka is in the bag, unopened.]

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