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[fionnuisce]

[After his response to Ruana, the almost disturbingly composed Waver with his mercury maid behind him decided to address the network himself.]

I'll make this clear: I don't give a flying multiverse-traveling fuck how real or fake it is, I will give damn near anything for a cigarette right now.

[Either he'd gone completely insane or just snapped into harsh sarcasm and irritation as a defense mechanism.]

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[puppy_lancer]

[This is his third computer console today, given his highly passionate response to Ruana.]

I think I still got one or two in my trunk. But you're owing me a favor.

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[fionnuisce]

Just about any god-awful thing you can come up with would be worth it.

change to action?

[puppy_lancer]

Sure. Remember to keep that promise, now.

[And he runs back to his room to check if he has any cigarettes left.]

sounds good

[fionnuisce]

[He'll just make his way over there looking a bit cranky and with his mercury maid following along.]

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[justguidelines]

[Well, while Barbossa certainly doesn't consider the language unwarranted, it certainly is amusing.]

Aye and I'd give me left arm for some rum. I'd take ale at this point, actually. Funny, that.

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[fionnuisce]

Actually, I might have a fairly decent drink in my trunk--

[video] 2/3

[fionnuisce]

--...Shit. Hold on.

[He's gone sprinting off for some reason, leaving the liquid silver maid quite at a loss.]

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[fionnuisce]

[And just a few minutes later, he's back. And livid.]

THAT WITCH DIDN'T EVEN LET ME KEEP MY BLOODY FAKE TOWER ALCOHOL!

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[justguidelines]

[Sorry, Barbs thinks it's funny, kid. Because really now.]

Were ye honestly expecting different, lad? After all, it seems she thinks throwing up the illusion we're in our own bodies after it's been exposed as the greatest of lies is the brightest of ideas.

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[fionnuisce]

She could at least have had the decency to--

...oh, what the hell am I saying, forget it.

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[oathshackledbird]

I...actually asked for some for you this month. I expect she will probably not be filling requests for some reason, though...

[Diarmuid's voice sounds so weak that for a moment he sincerely regrets not going with text as was his original plan. Still, Waver would have realized that something was wrong if he had gone that route too, so...]

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[fionnuisce]

....I'm flattered, but what's wrong? You seemed fine last time we spoke, did I miss something?

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[oathshackledbird]

It's...nothing...

[I just helped doom you and everyone else here to die in a year and those who are suppose to be leading this Resistance...]

Are you doing all right besides wanting a cigarette?

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[fionnuisce]

...Hey. Don't shut me out like this, alright? I'm not freaking out, so you can tell me what's bothering you.

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[yougotthatwrong]

...Well, we can probably find tobacco seeds and plant them.

[...the worst part is he's actually serious about this.]

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[fionnuisce]

...You're kidding, right?

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[yougotthatwrong]

I'm not!

[his common sense is a bit out of the window right now.]

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[fionnuisce]

Then you're insane.

[mustlovedogs]

Naegi says you need a cigarette? Trying to save 'em for shit like this so I still got some.

[fionnuisce]

I would appreciate it, if you have a couple to spare. There isn't much I can really repay you with, short of gratitude and an offer of help in whatever form you might need it.

[mustlovedogs]

Nah, don't need to get paid back or whatever, know what it's like. Where're you at?

[fionnuisce]

All the same, I'd like to do something or other in return. Even if merely the informal carte blanche statement of 'I owe you one'.

I'm just outside dorm room 3-10. I can come meet you wherever you are, if that would be easier.

[nonacquiescent]

...Wait, cigarettes?! I thought it was cigars - they're both disgusting, but at least a cigar isn't a constant thing!! How the hell did you even start that!

[fionnuisce]

[HMPH.]

A lot of stress and drinking not being socially acceptable in the morning.

[waver...]

[nonacquiescent]

Screw socially acceptable, you're not an idiot, so clearly you know what cigarettes do to you!