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[dotdotdotmunch]

[ today your mess hall has blood-flavoured punch ]

[ dig in ]

Huh. Fruity.

((nighttime, will pick up later))

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[dopplegangs]

Enjoying yourself?

[dopplegangs]

Pick your poison then.

[impiersonate]

Always whisky for me. But I get the feeling you'd prefer something lighter.

[dopplegangs]

I can deal with whiskey.

[impiersonate]

Then let's go find somewhere else to drink it. I think Stefan would miss the tone of this particular conversation.

[dopplegangs]

Agreed.

[impiersonate]

[okaaay time to barfly with my doppelganger. heading for the nearest one at a casual saunter.]

[dopplegangs]

[ following behind quietly ]

[impiersonate]

Why the interest, by the way?

[dopplegangs]

I was thinking about your family.

[impiersonate]

. . . why?

[dopplegangs]

Because I'm connected to them aren't I?

[impiersonate]

Of course. They're your family too, in a way. Long removed.

[dopplegangs]

That's why. In a way. You're one of the few family members I have left.

[impiersonate]

. . . that must be incredibly depressing for you.

[dopplegangs]

I want to try.