"Beast," says Aramis for his stolen cake, but offers no further protest. He's well used to Porthos helping himself. "And I would have sat forever in candlelight, were it not for these dimmer switches. The effect of these electric lights at full power is ghastly. Prepare yourself."
Standing, Aramis goes to the dimmer switch and, after making certain that Athos is indeed prepared, slides it up until the place is as bright as the bowels of the sun itself. "You see?" Aramis calls loudly, as if the enormity of the light's incursion is somehow noise as well, and barely escapes hissing as he slides the dimmer down again.
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Date: 2014-10-14 01:24 am (UTC)Standing, Aramis goes to the dimmer switch and, after making certain that Athos is indeed prepared, slides it up until the place is as bright as the bowels of the sun itself. "You see?" Aramis calls loudly, as if the enormity of the light's incursion is somehow noise as well, and barely escapes hissing as he slides the dimmer down again.
"Appalling. It's a wonder they're not all blind."