23rd Fix

[techno_mancer]

[Quinn hasn't been himself lately. The fallout event was rough on him, and he keeps losing friends lately. Finding April droned - seemingly for good - really stung. He seems to drift into space a lot, but if you ask him if anything is wrong, he gives you his usual grin and says he's totally cool. He spends a lot of time mindlessly playing video

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[notlikethemovie]

If you keep lighting those I will start beating you on the head with this cane.

[The voice is an odd rasp, almost like somebody with a headcold, and Mika looms over him from behind, scowling fiercely from the doorway. With what looks like a notepad tucked under one arm. Looks like someone's more prepared now that she's become accustomed to not hearing a thing.]

Or do I just have to start sleeping in the hallways instead?

[techno_mancer]

[He looks apologetic, and takes the notepad.]

"Sorry. Kind of need it right now."

[notlikethemovie]

Making me suffer too, huh?

[She snorts heavily, her ears flattening against her scalp.]

What's happened?

[techno_mancer]

"Nuclear fallout. April and Danny are droned. Mayfield sent me back cigarettes. I'll be damned if I'm not going to smoke them. I'll keep it outside, promise."

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[fthisgetmecigs]

[Oh look who's meandering down the street! It's Badou. Quinn's a friend he guesses... So you go visit friends when you're like meh, right? Right. He just does a casual wave, puffing on a cigarette as per usual. ]

Yo. [He hasn't seen Quinn since bombcannibaldeathfield so the eyepatch is probably a new thing.] Ya give up on the quitting smokin' thing now?

[techno_mancer]

Hey. Ya know, if Mayfield's gonna send me my brand from home in the mail, I'm takin' it as a sign. Plus, after this past weekend... I need it.

[Quinn cocks his head, looking a bit concerned.] Ya alright, man?

[fthisgetmecigs]

[As if on cue, Badou takes a long drag.] I hear ya, man. Dying fuckin' sucks ass.

Huh? Oh yeah, this? [Points to his eyepatched eye. He's since made a proper eyepatch of course.] Best fuckin' present from mcshitsville ever, y'know? [Yep. Sounds like he really loves this.] Guess now I look a little more like I looked back home.

[techno_mancer]

Been in this town for over a year now, that was the first time. Guess I've been lucky up until now.

Damn. That's Mayfield for ya. They don't wanna see ya happy, despite everything they tell ya.

[jaws5sonofjaws]

[Mart's just out for a stroll when he sees Quinn.]

Hey, Quinn, whatsup!

[techno_mancer]

Hey, Mart. [He gives him a tired little wave.] Not much, man. How ya fairing?

[jaws5sonofjaws]

Doing as okay as can be here.

They gave me a new mom. But she's a total badass!

[techno_mancer]

Yeah? What makes her so badass?

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[partytoastess]

Did she leave her goat behind?! [ Nena.... ): is quite the tactless, insensitive person... ]

[techno_mancer]

Her goat? Oh, that! Um... no, I doubt it. I think she got that sent from home.

[partytoastess]

What?! Argh! Damn it! I wanted to see that goat and play with it! She said I could look after it but that never happened!

Stupid Mayfield! Taking away all of Nena's fun!! [ She seems awfully unconcerned that April is gone and is more concerned with her goat. You're free to comment on how utterly twisted this is. ]

[techno_mancer]

...That's seriously all you're worried about? The goat?

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[kleptophile]

[It's not hard for Lyn to spot Quinn, given how nearby he lives. Nor is it hard for him to notice how depressed the guy he's becoming increasingly friendly with looks. He hesitates briefly - empathy and cheering people up aren't exactly his strong suits - before opting to go over anyway.]

Sup. [He'll just sit down by Quinn, not exactly thrilled about the smoke but not coughing at it either. He doesn't like cigarettes that much - no one who's ever lived in Hell really needs any more smoke in their lives - but even a demon centuries delinquent from Hell can't be bothered by smoke much.]

[techno_mancer]

[Quinn's not good at hiding being depressed. It's not a feeling he's used to very much.] Hey man. How's it hangin'?

[kleptophile]

Okay, I guess. [He glances sidelong at Quinn.] I'd ask how you're doing, but I can kinda already tell. If your face got any longer you'd have to be careful not to step on it.

[techno_mancer]

[Quinn smiles, but there's not much behind it.] I look that bad, huh? Ya know, I try not to let this pace get to me, but sometimes even I get bad days, I guess.