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[mutab1e]

-(Uh)
-(Does +his sor+ of +hing happen)
-(Of+en)

[Conveniently, Equius can use text so that no one can see him FLIPPING THE FUCK OUT even as he types. Unfortunately, he can't hide it from the real world, so anyone walking through the dormitory hallways can witness one very, very jumpy troll clattering into the terminal.]

Comments

[chronomancer]

[Eridan nods. He wouldn't really mind the company all that much, but he knows better than to put Equius in a tight spot.]

Let me know if you like it, yeah?

[mutab1e]

I will.

[And then he nods to Eridan and leaves, book in hand. It doesn't take long before his footsteps get heavier and he starts to run.]

[chronomancer]

[Sigh. Well, at least he didn't really freak him out or terrified him too bad? And hey, if he gets Equius into vampire stuff, it'll be a smashing victory, right?

Time to read some more.]