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[darkforsaken]

[Here in this lounge, there's a Lavi lying down on one of the couches with an arm over his eyes. He's covered in bandages and on the ground next to him, there's an empty bottle of Merlot.

Obviously, he needs to be bothered.]

[[ooc: This is after shadowedfangs's return post.]]

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[justacatphase]

[Leaning on the couch arm, hovering over his head. Might just be poking your nose, yes.]

Something drastic happen, feather?

[darkforsaken]

[Moves his arm so that he looks at Tyki. Gives him a blank look.]

Ya could say that. Whaddya want, Tyki?

[justacatphase]

[Have an ear flick.]

Nothing. Can't I be concerned over a friend?

[Yes, he used the f-word. Remember your deal~?]

[darkforsaken]

Ya can, but I don't see why ya would be. [sits up and rubs his shoulder.]

[gloriaperdida]

[ standing next to the couch, head tilted slightly ] Drinking rarely helps anything, you know.

[darkforsaken]

Not like it affects me a lot. [Moving his arm a bit so that he can look up at him.

...Another Tyki?]

[gloriaperdida]

Nevertheless, it's not a very good habit to get into.

[ if only, Lavi. If only ]

[darkisforsaken]

Tch. What d'ya care? [Sitting up now and rubs his head]

D'ya need somethin' Mikk?