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[blackdogwithin]

[There's only silence for a few moments - no video, no text to accompany the shallow breathing of a person sitting (standing?) in almost utter silence.]

[There's a clatter of metal, the distant sound of someone shouting outside, and a heavy exhale as whoever it is finally says something.]

What the hell.

[It's a man's voice. An angry one, but that's to

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[blackdogwithin]

What the fuck -- who are you?

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No way to get out, yeah?

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Well, that's inconvenient.

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-- Heine's fine.

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Who?

[He asks, but... well, there aren't that many nuts with funny sunglasses back home. Just his luck that Giovanni would be here.]

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I know him, I guess.

Uh, yeah. He tends to do that a lot.

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Sorry, I'm not his caretaker. [He's kind of fucking terrified of Giovanni's 'caretaker.']

-- huh. That makes... three of us, then.

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Neither of us die from bullets, but yeah, it does sting...