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[viennese_acid]

*a boy of about 21 enters; he's of medium height, slender build, with dark hair and and dark eyes. He's clearly Asian: gold-tanned skin and coarser hair attribute him to being from Southeast Asia. He's wearing baggy cargo shorts, a t-shirt that lifts to reveal his stomach when he stretches, and a pair of well-worn sneakers without socks

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[razor_hiss]

*slight smile* I was wondering if we'd see you again.

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[viennese_acid]

*he sees Andrew, stops dead, eyes going wide and his pupils shrinking at the very sight of one of his killers; for a moment, he seems trapped in fear, mouth gaping, hands gripping his own arms, entire body starting to tremble. After all, this guy killed him*

You -- it's -- you can't --

*damned if he's coherent, here*

You KILLED me, you miserable fucker!!

[razor_hiss]

*nods* That's true. You didn't seem so angry when it happened.

[viennese_acid]

That's because I was DYING, you fuck!! I was fucking terrified! And I --

*he stops himself; he was about say, "And I still am".*

I -- I've had time to think about it! You two got me drunk and then you killed me!

*if he's not talking scared, he definitely looks it - he's shaking, practically to the point of immobility, and trying to get as far away from Andrew as physically possible.*

[notaricequeen]

...

*...for lack of a more eloquent word? stares. stares. really could not possibly move or look away if life, the universe, and everything depended on it -- and can you blame him, really?*

* -- he also isn't going to be capable of speech, he's just going to stand there for a long, long time*

[viennese_acid]

*stares straight back, not sure if he should be happy to see a possibly familiar face or still both scared of and pissed at Luke*

*after some time of silence, he takes a step back, as if gauging the fact that This Is Real*

... Luke.

[notaricequeen]

*ohChristhespokejlkjfld -- tries to take a deep breath and rather fails, so -- barely manages a somewhat hoarse* ...Tran.

[viennese_acid]

*Okay, this is a start, neither of them is screaming or trying to kill each other yet. Takes a breath of his own, still fighting the urge to step away and find something to put between him and Luke* ...

...

*yeah, he doesn't know what to say now, so he's just going to settle for giving him one of those 'omgwtf well hey um hi i'm alive yo' looks. Or something.*

[yourmaryanne]

Lots of people here have died before. *shrugs* You sort of get used to the idea.

[viennese_acid]

Yeah, but ... it's not right, is it? I mean, I should be ... I shouldn't be here. I'm not a zombie, I think.

[yourmaryanne]

No. Looks like you're just alive again. Dunno how it works.

[wireandbleach]

*...quirks an eyebrow, not quite surprised to see him (he's alive, after all), but not exactly unsurprised either* You're here.

[viennese_acid]

*He has basically the same reaction as with Andrew: shock, terror, and worst of all, remembering what happened in that last week before that last night that he can't get out of his mind because it hurt so much*

Jay -- you --

*and this time he can actually handle the rage, because this is Jay, the one he almost trusted, the one he had such a deep longing for for so long and then THAT happened*

Miserable FUCKER, YOU FUCKING -- You killed me. *he sounds more accusatory than absolutely enraged, but that might just be the fear sneaking into his voice* I thought I could trust you. WHY THE HELL DID YOU KILL ME?!

[wireandbleach]

*smiles faintly, and -- if only to spite him, he'll give a very simple response, not looking particularly ruffled* I wanted to.

[_greenified_]

*green girl!* I was dead too. You get used to it.

[viennese_acid]

*stares, because, uh, green. He hasn't seen a green girl since ... one of those way-back raves, and he was probably really, really wasted* Uh ... kind of weird at first, though, isn't it? All that nothing and then ... here.

[_greenified_]

*used to the staring* Yeah, I remember what that was like. But now I've alive again, thanks to one of the goddesses. Anyway. You'll get along fine.