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( graveyard: we're cursed..........3 )

[ since there's more of us now, let's set up a scene...ish. we're at the beach! hooray!! it's our government mandated party game!! hopefully everyone is going to be well behaved because law won't give two shits. he's already arranging this for some reason unknown to man. indulgences? indulgences....... everyone get your sins in. taps on watch???
of course there is booze because there is always booze. law does not perceive the meth. (if there is any.)
NOW!! EVERYONE. TWO TRUTHS & ONE LIE. ]

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...Weird. Reminds me an awful lot about one of my subordinates, he also had a similar backstory, actually.
[ He acknowledges the off-white shade of fondness, and doesn't question it. Kind of like a dog's affection, is how he categorizes it. ]
Alright, talk to you later then. For now, just making some rounds with everyone else this game, I'll get back to you.
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Huh, really? I wanna hear about that later, too! [A little curve of interest in his emotional spread... Also honestly Steven is pretty spot on with that comparison. Or, more accurately, it's the affection of an alien species looking fondly at a human that they do not know what the fck to do with.]
Mm, okay! Have fun!
[WAVING.]