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[rianofski]

[Here's someone who hasn't ventured outside through all of this mayhem. In fact, it's debatable whether he's even noticed that Veles seems to be in an entirely different place than it was before. He certainly doesn't let on that he's bothered by any of it, sitting on the stairs that lead up to his apartment, smoking a cigarette and drinking a cup

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...CAN I STILL TAG THIS?

[greasemunkygal]

[Have a Mikaela, bounding down the stairs still on a search for Graham.]

...Andrew?

Re: WHY YES PLEASE DO

[rianofski]

[He looks up slowly]

Hello...

8D yay!

[greasemunkygal]

[She eyes him carefully, then trots down a few more steps to plop beside him, resting her gun in her lap.]

Uh. Everything okay?

Re: 8D yay!

[rianofski]

Everything is delightful.

[He doesn't sound upset, really, just kind of tired. And he's definitely clutching that notebook for dear life]

oh here - have this one too. WHY NOT?

[accidentallyed]

This is a bad time to get shitfaced.

[Says the woman in a shredded jumpsuit who is covered in blood.]

Re: Wooooo!

[rianofski]

I'm not "shitfaced", I'm...

[He looks down at his cup and shrugs]

Pleasantly numb.

I'm out of people to spam you with, you're in luck :3 (also have they met before? God I suck)

[accidentallyed]

[She stares and lifts a brow.]

Been into the firewater, huh? [She winks.]

What kind, hm? Vodka, I assume?

Re: Well, they both work in the bar, so I'm gonna assume yes?

[rianofski]

Is there anything else around here other than vodka?

[He picks up his cup and takes a sip]