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[pleasurenomore]

[ even if it's the middle of the night, this Tyki is outdoors, leaning against the building. He inhales deeply off his cigarette and lets it out slowly, all the while perusing the pamphlet in his hand by the light of a nearby window. He reads it slowly, seemingly taking his time, although he doesn't look the least bit amused. When he's done with it

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But why are they going D=

[cardio_swindle]

No one does.

IM me♥

[pleasurenomore]

...now, I know I haven't been anywhere near the absinthe lately. So I've died and gone to some strange sort of Hell, then?

♥

[cardio_swindle]

Well, hell if you have no sense of humor. Or don't like being at the whims of a woman whose sense of humor outmatches Road--you do have Road in your world? Only one can never be sure.

[pleasurenomore]

Road? No, I haven't seen her in years.

[cardio_swindle]

[That's two today with no Road.]

My my, I don't envy wherever you're from.

[pleasurenomore]

London? It's not that pitiful, is it? [ misunderstanding go! ]

[cardio_swindle]

Well that's arguable. But I meant your world.

[pleasurenomore]

Ah, right. That "world" stuff again. Am I really supposed to believe that?

[cardio_swindle]

Well you might have taken something particularly interesting last night. Who am I to convince you one way or the other?

[pleasurenomore]

Who are you indeed? Besides some sort of ghost of the past. Which, by the way, I hope you're not trying to frighten me, since it's not working.

[cardio_swindle]

I resent that, that makes me sound old. And scaring myself seems like a waste of time, don't you think? [Digging in his pockets.] Cigarette?

[pleasurenomore]

If you look like that, you must be younger than me. [ checking his mostly-spend cigarette, he tosses it to the ground and crushes it undertoe, accepting the offer with a nod. ]

[cardio_swindle]

Nothing wrong with youthfulness. [He shakes out two from his pack, taking one and handing the other to Tyki.]

[pleasurenomore]

It's got its advantages. Got a light?

[cardio_swindle]

[Next out is his lighter.] Who do you think I am?

[pleasurenomore]

[ ah wonderful. ]

You're supposed to be me, aren't you?