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8/4/2020 9:44:05 PM
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*Adria approaches it.*
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“Que?”
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“Hello there.” (Yes, I am aware the Que is yes in French, I think?)
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(Que is Spanish for what.) “Oh ballocks. It’s this woman. What do you want?”
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*Adria leaves.*
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It shrugs, and keeps doing what it was doing.
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*Adria comes back with a photo in one of her hands.*
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“Mm?”
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*Adria shows you the picture.* (Move this to dms? Might as well, though that’s just for secrecy reasons.)
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“Oh, hey.”
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“Pangalactic Gargle Blaster please.”
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“....what?”
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“You haven’t heard of a Pangalatic Gargle Blaster?” He asks curiously.
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“No, I haven’t.”
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“Shame they’re rather good.”
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“Hm.”
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“I’ll just take a vodka then.”
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“Alright.” Blaze passes you a glass.
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“Thanks. Anyway. I’ll probably evaporate next week. Had enough.” The Shadow shrugs.
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“Ah. Sure you don’t want to help kill 1?
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“What can I do? Dance like IT and be a poltergeist?”
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“I dunno.”
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“Neither do I.”
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“Hm....trying to think....”
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“I have time.” The Shadow shrugs.
