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| [The feed will turn on to reveal a pretty nondescript bedroom. It seemed pretty standard for what Vatheon has to offer and it was neat, tidy and lacking anything personal about it. There was a mess on the desk and a set of clothes folded neatly on the corner of the bed. The feed will zoom in on the clothes for a moment to show the person’s fashion taste might be familiar.
Wait, what was that sound in the background? It was the sound of water running, but in another room. It turned off after another beat, while the person with the SFC would be move away from the bed. Another second or two ticked by until finally the door to the bedroom opened. Standing there in just a towel and showing off his the glory of his sunburn was one Solf J. Kimblee.
The Crimson Alchemist probably knew immediately he wasn’t alone in the room. It didn’t take long before he finally looked at the culprit. And another moment to see the SFC trained on him. That certainly was the look being leveled at Vanitas.]((ooc: Replies may come from Kimblee, Vanitas or both of them.)) | |
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| I... regret to inform you all that Angela Cross is no longer with us. For those who have never heard that name, she had been the masked man floating about - I believe some of you had conversed with her, regardless.
Either way.
I would like to add something else with that: If you've ever spoken to me, or have had some sort of interaction with me, do well to stay away. If you wish to remain active in the city, it's for your own safety.
Thank you for your time. | |
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| [feed immediately clicks on to a loud voice crying out]
WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN IT'S NOVEMBER?!
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