Arlen is sitting down and wearing just his tunic, his jacket is folded over some piece of furniture somewhere. He is also wearing his gloves and has rags wrapped around those. He looks... despondent. The whole place is a jumble of stuff to be moved out or moved around. He's a lot stronger then a normal person and what he has moved is probably impressive but his strength doesn't do him as much good when he mostly has to push things with his shoulders and try not to use his hands as much.
"...Oh. Hello. I was not expecting anyone so soon." It is probably past noon but he means he wasn't expecting anyone today. Arlen gets up and nods at Thorn and nudges his glasses up. "Good afternoon..."
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Date: 2009-07-16 03:08 pm (UTC)"...Oh. Hello. I was not expecting anyone so soon." It is probably past noon but he means he wasn't expecting anyone today. Arlen gets up and nods at Thorn and nudges his glasses up. "Good afternoon..."