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[puttingonashow]

[Welp. He can only hope things have settled since his arrival, because....let's face it. Having nothing but a former American CIA agent for company? It starts to suck. A lot. To be on the safe side, though, he sticks to the audio function, hoping for less recognition, his tone muted and tired and carrying a thick Russian accent now that the auto-

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[risegloriana]

You'll find plenty of places fitting for a gentleman I think.

[granted she doesn't need too, she's got plenty of alcohol in her cellar.]

[puttingonashow]

audio.

[....okay, well that earns a small snort.] Which I can pass along if I meet any.

[risegloriana]

You do not consider yourself a gentleman then? [she sounds faintly amused. It didn't matter to her much in the end, but she's curious all the same.]

[puttingonashow]

PRIVATE TEXT

[As long as one of them is. But shit. Busted.]

where the fuck were you an hour ago mikhail

[puttingonashow]

dont talk like im some fucking kid, i know what the fuck happens

you should come out. ill buy. you need it