[CW Event: Day 3- Volgin]

[butthurtsleeper]

[Sometime after getting Volgin to himself- a relatively good distance away from the rest of the crowd- The blonde man stands with one hand against the nearby wall, and the other against his hip.]

Pretty crazy game, huh? [EVA's smile is charming and friendly; but most of all- relaxed.]

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[musthatefrogs]

[Volgin followed, intrigued.

He had hardly talked to this man, or for some peculiar reason, really noticed him. There was something to be said for that, as he let the ashes of his puzzle drift delicately away from his hand while he closed distance.

He was not buying the friendly face either (but he usually did not anyway), mulling over the clue: One dog left.]

I would prefer our "host" to be someone where pondering his strangulation is not a dilemma.

[His tone is flat.

Love on the rocks.]

[butthurtsleeper]

[...Well. He certainly doesn't seem to be in a good mood.]

[Deciding not to waste any time, as dealing with an upset Volgin wasn't something EVA was too interested in prolonging any longer than necessary, the man clears his throat and decides to be direct.]

Alright; I'll get straight to the point here.

[butthurtsleeper]

[A serious expression] I think the psychic needs to go.

[musthatefrogs]

[Volgin rumbled. Consider Ivan's situation keeping EVA in one piece.]

So this Liquid Snake informed me, before our wolf friend took him.

[A chuckle.]

Indeed, a bark of treachery.

Curiouser, and curiouser.

[Volgin was not terribly fond of the psychic either. Play, or die.

Right?]