43 shots fired.

[blue_satin_pjs]

[accidental voice post]

--y también las armas, we ain't got the time to be picking 'em up when...

[A sudden thud, and the sound of metal ringing against metal, and then brief silence.]

Yo, what happened here?

[Pause.]

This place.

So it ain't no dream after all, huh?

...always thought it might not be.

[OOC: Aaaand Omar is back. (He's okay,

Comments

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[kosherplz]

[Voice Response]

Omar-

[Before anything can even be said there's a crash of what sounds like a ton of jewel cases and some minor cussing before the voice function cuts out. Welcome back Omar, Zev's already established he's still awkward]

[kosherplz]

[kosherplz]

Bloody hell-

You're back.

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[blue_satin_pjs]

 

[blue_satin_pjs]

You all right, baby?

[kosherplz]

Fine, just knocked over a CD holder.

1/2

[blue_satin_pjs]

Hope you ain't broke nothin'.

[blue_satin_pjs]

You need help fixin' it up?

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[kosherplz]

Just some jewel cases got cracked.

[kosherplz]

That would be great.

[blue_satin_pjs]

You still got the same place?

[kosherplz]

Mmhm. I haven't really had much reason to move.

[blue_satin_pjs]

Be there soon as I check on my own things.

[kosherplz]

I'll leave the door unlocked.

//a little bit later!//

[blue_satin_pjs]

[Good enough for Omar. Less than an hour later comes the sound of the door opening, and Omar steps through, pulling it closed behind him. He was nice enough to leave his shotgun back at his place, too.]

Yo, Zev.

//a little bit later!//

[kosherplz]

[He was still working on organizing his CD cases alphabetically. There were enough of them that organization was a task unto itself. But he puts that aside when Omar arrives and goes to greet him with a smile.]

Omar, welcome back.