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*It's late dusk, and there is a certain young-looking gothic lolita sitting at a table outside of Building 6, slowly sipping a cup of tea and flipping through a book.

If you pass by, you may get the very distinct sense that she is horribly judging you.*

(ooc: Geez, lots of people! And they probably all hate Rachel now. I'm going to bed, will resume tagging tomorrow!)

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Oh. It's you. *Said dully.*

[bang-ihaveagun.livejournal.com]

[...You don't have to sound so excited, geez.]

Yeah...it's me.

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*Nothing personal, Niko. She's just a bitch.* Did you find the book?

[bang-ihaveagun.livejournal.com]

[Yes...he can see that.] I did.

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Splendid. There may be faint hope for you yet.