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[substances]

sum1 told me there was pot here.

where.

need a distraction
wht's goin on?


[Strikeout text was hastily deleted about a minute or two after it was initially posted - feel free to have your character have seen it!]

Comments

[circumitus]

depends.
what sort of distractions are you looking for?
the productive kind of the "want to do fuck all and just bum around" kind?

[Hey she's not judging.]

[substances]

im not gr8 at manual labor

also not gr8 at siting still

too much thinking

&the old hobbies arent gonan work nemore

[circumitus]

if manual labor and sitting still are all you can think of, you need to exercise a little outside-of-the-box thinking.

anyway the speakeasy has a lot of shit to do. not there that much these days but theres usually someone there running the place.

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[deploy]

I miss when people asked 'what's up' and you could say 'the sky', and everyone laughed. Simpler days.

Now? I'm pretty sure we're on the brink of war and no one really knows what the hell is going on, but y'know. Stuff.

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[substances]

oh man i was trying 2 forget about the whole war thing

has any1 ever laughed at htat joke

[deploy]

I think 'your mom' is the follow up answer, but don't quote me on that. I was a decade too late on the yo' mama front.

Either way, you might be able to forget about the war, but the war sure won't forget about you. Sorry, kid.

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[redwinekindofgirl]

[She saw that first part.]

I've got some pot.

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[substances]

[And so begins the fight with himself. It's not a long fight, sadly, but it's a longer fight than he's put up since he was a teenager, and that's something. Besides, maybe how long the fight was, is worth celebrating with-

Okay that's addict logic. At least he's sober enough to see that and head it off at the pass. For now.

That doesn't mean he won.]

sweet. where can we meet

[redwinekindofgirl]

[If she knew him better, she probably wouldn't be offering him anything... but fun in Hadriel is hard to come by, and she's been keeping a steady stash of this stuff for her own personal amusement for a long time.

God bless Tranquility's weed patch.]

Spire two, room 101.

[No, she really doesn't give a shit about people knowing where she lives.]

[64th]

I don't have pot but you can keep me company while I drink.

[substances]

how very generous of u

at least tell me ur a good conversationlist

[evocation]

be more specific
what kind of distractions are you into?

[substances]

rly anything
just dont wanna think about war

[Or drug cravings. But he's not saying that.]

[Audio]

[drabsolutelynot]

It is a 'pick your poison' scenario here.

[substances]

okay so important point
whatre the poisons?

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[pocketspa]

not much in the way of stuff to do
unless you like getting eaten by forest creatures

[Does he mention the pot? It is limited, so like. Maybe he does, maybe he doesn't. Hmm. Nah, he'll approach it in the most Taako way possible, which is horrible.]

also how high do you wanna be

[substances]

oh hey taco
nothx i spent enough time getting almsot killed in the jungle

i want 2 be floating in the clouds high but i cant

nerd alert

[madamdirector]

I'm afraid the library was destroyed, but I do have some journals if you're interested in learning more about the history of the city.

oh no. i'm sorry.

[substances]

you read for fun?
man if only my bro ben was here u would get along gr8
supernerds unite

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[stonebird]

There are plenty of distractions, though few of them are positive. I assume you want one of the few?

[substances]

yeah im trying this new thing where i distract myself positively. suggestions??

[unphase]

[she's seen the strikethrough texts]

I can show you where it is.
Let's meet by the Colosseum and I'll take you there.

[substances]

[This is the second offer.

Is he going to take both?

...absolutely.]

see u there.

[It doesn't take long for Klaus to get to the Colosseum, his hands shoved in the pockets of his green army jacket, which he wears over a pink crop top and his usual pants, a pair of sandals shoved on his feet. Flopping back heavily against the wall, he waits until he sees a familiar form, lifts a hand to wave.]

Oh hey! Over here.

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[restinglichface]

what
the whole damn jungle isnt a big enough of a distraction for u fam?

[substances]

ok look i just spent 10 mths in the jungle
hated it
so much
never again