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There's a tired looking Game sprite seated in a booth. On the table in front of her is a stack of README files and a half-finished mug of Java. She's staring blearily at a README in her hand whilst propping up her head with the other and looks to be in serious danger of dozing off.

Some conversation might help.

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[tanyadams]

Tanya places a new fresh mug of Java on the table.

Easy, she asked Bar waht AndrAIa was having. She knows all too well the sleepy-but-have-work-to-finish face. "You know, a break every two hours is good to not go exhausted too quickly..."

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AndrAIa starts from her self-induced stupor and glances up from the README to the newcomer. Tanya's comment takes a moment to sink in, but when it does, she grins wryly at the woman.

"I hear sleep helps as well."

[tanyadams]

"Well, if you are already exhausted, sleep is an option." The woman offers a strong, calloused hand. "Tanya Adams. You seemed in dire need of a refill and a wake-up."

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The README is returned to the table and AndrAIa reaches across to grasp the proffered hand. Said hand is smooth, soft, and plasticky, there's also a definite absence of any sort of body heat.

"I'm AndrAIa. Nice to meet you, Tanya."

[cat_wth_panache]

"It seems that whatever you are reading is very boring." Notes a sultry latin voice from just over her shoulder. "Perhaps a better story?"

If she turns to look there is an orange cat wearing boots and a very stylish hat standing on the tabletop behind her.

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The Game sprite starts and straightens, looking over her shoulder at the feline. She blinks once, twice, then groans, scrubbing a hand over her face.

"Alright, now I know I need to get some sleep."

[cat_wth_panache]

Puss looks her over, smiles, twirls a whisker, and purrs, "No, señorita, for what could you possibly find in your dreams that is not already here?"

Tail swish and eyebrow waggle at the pretty lady with the interesting hair.

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AndrAIa shifts in her seat, turning and draping an arm across the back of the booth seat. She smiles at the feline.

"Perhaps someone...taller?"

[walksthebounds]

"You look like I did the other day," Jamie remarks.

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AndrAIa glances up from the README.

"Hmmm? Oh, hi, Jamie."

[walksthebounds]

"Need someone to fetch you food or drink?"

If Jamie is going to expect help from others during such times of exhaustion, he figures he might as well pay it forward.

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The Game sprite looks piteously at her empty mug of Java.

"Could you?"