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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.]

Comments

[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.

[mustlovedogs]

Room's on 2 anyway, just be a minute.

[And now for someone whose growth was definitely not stunted by smoking.

He goes to his room and grabs the pack of cigarettes from his trunk - plus a few matches - and heads to the next floor.]

[fionnuisce]

[It miiiiight be hard to miss the ponytailed loser in green and black.]

[If it was, ignoring the mercury maid would be damn near impossible.]