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[not_unhaunted]

[Pacing the hallways with a Dressing Room pamphlet in one hand, murmuring to himself and looking... not confused, or even very unhappy about his arrival. Just mildly put-out about something.]

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[solo_insanity]

[Pressed suit. Arm holding out a tray with a pair of wine glasses filled with a deep red liquid. Cloth draped on one elbow. White form.

Someone was looking to mess with the locals today.]

Mr. Mikk, your table is waiting. The Duchess is here to speak with you.

[solo_insanity]

One very small piece of the universe that won't keep me up at night wondering why.

[He stuffs his hands into his pockets.] The days have been very unkind as of late.

[Not really an answer, but he hardly has one for himself why he wants to know.]