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[idkmybffflynn]

[ Oh, someone's back from a faroff mission today. Yuri's looking a bit haggard and grumpy and tired; he'd tried to fit in some training, but found himself feeling much too lazy.

So he's stretched out on a mat in the corner of the training arena, his fingers laced behind his head, ankles crossed, eyes on the ceiling. ]

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[thiefingly]

[Gareki's like a cockroach--can't get rid of him with just one try. So he's back to sneaking around whatever facilities he can get into (which isn't very many, to be fair, since security's pretty tight in this place) but somehow he's made his way into the training facility. He's just gonna scoot on past you and hope you don't notice, thanks.]

[idkmybffflynn]

[ Yuri just sort of .. arches a brow at you. Normally he wouldn't bother, but- ]

Hey. You.

[thiefingly]

[Well. Now he's just going to act like he belongs here, and see how that goes.] Yeah?

[idkmybffflynn]

[ Yuri is at least going to pretend it's working for now; whether or not he knows, who can say. ]

Hand me that water bottle, would you?

[thiefingly]

[That's easy enough. Gareki glances around and finds it, holding it out for him.]

[idkmybffflynn]

[ Forcing himself to sit up, Yuri snags the water bottle and twists off the cap, grinning. ]

So. Who the hell are you?

[thiefingly]

[Huh. Normally those words would put him on his guard, at least, but the grin offsets them oddly enough that he's not too worried.] Nobody important.

[idkmybffflynn]

No? [ Arched brow. ] Everyone here is important.

[thiefingly]

Hmm. [He smiles a little at that.] Some less than others, though.

[idkmybffflynn]

Maybe, but all important enough for me to know who they are.