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[nico_oniichan]

Do y’know how disappointing it is to finally be done with a huge mess back home only to find out you’re not dead but you still hurt like hell and you’ve woken up on some rust bucket? Not that I was expecting big, pearly gates and clouds but… This looks a lot like the inside of a sand steamer. Guess Hell is less about the torture and suffering than

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[fourafterfive]

I think can manage a request for cigarettes, if you like. Hello, I'm Evey. Welcome aboard.

[nico_oniichan]

That'd be appreciated, miss. Name's Nicholas D. Wolfwood. And uh, thanks. I think.

[fourafterfive]

Just Evey is fine, Mr. Wolfwood. You seem to be taking this all in stride.

[nico_oniichan]

All right, but only if you'll drop the "mister" stuff.

For now. I'm sure I'll start freaking out once the novelty wears off.

[fourafterfive]

Nicholas, then. If you'd like a cup of tea to go along with your cigarettes when that settles in, feel free to find me. I find simple things can do wonders for stressful events.

[nico_oniichan]

Yeah? I'll definitely take you up on that, thanks.