agleam | pc catchall for strohl and hulkenberg

[i put this tuesday but monday or wednesday also works im lashing out at you both

here they are... in a status effect hell bar... he's taking a seat and gesturing for both of them to do the same.]

Interesting vibe, but not bad...

[ sparkles at you from the first day of graveyard integration chaos ]

It could certainly be worse... we have been in a number of taverns that have left much to be desired.

[ sparkles also. tuesday perfect! i had so many curses.

he will go slide easily into the seat, long legs sprawling out under the table and away from the others. ]

Too right. Bit funny to say the atmosphere in Hell's preferable, isn't it. Ought we toast?

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[amused, despite himself, and pleased with the company.]

What are we toasting to? We should play a game, too.

[why]

[ sits outside of the relaxation area with her halberd across her lap and arms crossed to keep anyone from coming in here and bothering rupert and/or strohl.

that's it that's the tag. that's my contribution to the thread. i'm so tired but i'm filled with so much hatred. ]

[hehehehhehe

he's sane for five seconds so he looks over when she does this, and:]

...You don't have to.

[ genuinely has not moved except to get his stuff from meowsandry! he's here on the other side, standing and leaning against the wall and says nothing because

why would he it has been established he's where he wants to be ]

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[he doesn't say anything, but—

thanks.]

[ Always. ]

[there's a pause and then just

get out get out i don't want you here i can't stand looking at you get out]

[ POINTEDLY STARES AT THE WALL ACROSS THE WAY ]

Oh, don't be a brat.

[ NOT HEHE!

she shakes her head. ] I know. But 'tis not out of obligation that I do; 'tis only a desire to help a dear friend have his space, and know he is supported.

[just kind of - rubs at his face again, and tries very hard not to think anything. still kind of raw, regardless:]

...Thank you. I appreciate it.

... you were there for me, before. Circumstances might not be the same, exactly, but the sentiment will always carry weight with me.

I will stand with you, no matter what happens.

You're a—

[good friend, he's probably about to say, but. pauses, jaw tensing as he crosses his arms wherever he's sitting and looks away from her.]

Seriously, can you just leave? I don't want you here.