3 || Janaff

[ourunification]

[Janaff isn't particularly everywhere this early morning, no, sir. He's simply outside, picking at the ground and staring at it, his eyes scrutinizing over every detail and movement, hunched over.

On second glance, it's as though he's searching for something. Inquire? Assist?]

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[rzeczpospolitia]

...Did you lose something?

[ourunification]

[He looks up at the speaker.] Oh, Belarus. No, not a thing, though I am looking.

[rzeczpospolitia]

I see... would you like some assistance?

What exactly are you looking for?

[ourunification]

And let a gorgeous woman like your dirty her hands? . . . Hah, if you want.

Creatures. Insects, to be precise.