Sitting down heavily opposite him, holding a to-go coffee cup. Hopefully it's coffee? It's like fuckin' 8am. Sort of slumping his chin into one hand, elbow on the table.]
Nope. No being whisked away on airships to die repeatedly in a dream, no being swallowed by monsters, no blues about the very well scheduled murders we seem to get here. Fuck.
[But, I guess just to undercut his point about nothing weird happening, he does get a bit of an odd look.
Then just sits up and leans across the table to chomp him on the ear kinda way too hard! What the fuck!]
It's a good strategy. I always thought I ran cheap compared to the spellslingers, but apparently not here. Should really just take up a different profession at this rate. I'd be a good cleric, right?
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[Aaaaaand there he goes. Off to the cafeteria. At least you never have to look for Molly in a crowd.]
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Hallo.
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Sitting down heavily opposite him, holding a to-go coffee cup. Hopefully it's coffee? It's like fuckin' 8am. Sort of slumping his chin into one hand, elbow on the table.]
So this is going to be a thing every week, then.
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I'm beginning to suspect so. Nothing usual happened to you, did it?
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[But, I guess just to undercut his point about nothing weird happening, he does get a bit of an odd look.
Then just sits up and leans across the table to chomp him on the ear kinda way too hard! What the fuck!]
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[That time it actually does hurt, but that doesn't make him not go read. And. . . well, shit. Just giving him a small bite right back, on his finger.]
People have died.
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[Not that apologetic. He doesn't go red, because he's purple. But also isn't embarrassed. Much.]
Person. One person. [...] Not that that isn't terrible of course.
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[Just a token protest.]
Did Chad come visit with you last night?
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That he did. Offered to sell us a splint for two vouchers. 'Course, I'm broke, so ...
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[No.
Or maybe?]
... So who do you think did it?
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[. . .]
I have no idea.
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Personally, I'm hoping we find the squirrel [yeah this is said like skewerl] and it growls and bites the culprit.