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[othersdie]

[All Justin had wanted was lunch. Unfortunately, the café seems to have embraced a clothing-optional philosophy... along with the rest of the City. So much for lunch or, for that matter, ever leaving the apartment again once he gets there.]

There's a... a curse today, I assume. If you're not affected and you haven't been out today--if you haven't seen anything yet--just stay at home.

Don't check the network, either.


[ooc: Decidedly not cursed. Mortify at will, action as you like if your character is in the vicinity of Café Juliet or just running around outside.]

Comments

[dignity_misery]

[She usually doesn't let them run. She does give Justin a dry look though.]

Not as far as I know.

[She's clothed, her hair over her shoulders doing a pretty good job of covering up her bandaged neck.]

[othersdie]

Sorry. It's--it can be hard to tell. I should--

[His powers of speech momentarily abandon him (it's not Carla so much as the sheer amount of skin showing around them), leaving him to gesture in a leaving sort of way.]

I should go home. Be careful.

[dignity_misery]

[That expression goes amused.]

Are you gonna make it without passing out?

[othersdie]

[If that wasn't a valid concern, that comment might have gotten a smile.]

Yes, thank you.

[dignity_misery]

[She grins, the expression is sharp.]

Good luck.

[No, honestly, she's imagining them harassing him aaaall the way home.]

[othersdie]

I might need it.

[Dear god, please don't let the space between café and the apartment be saturated with... this.]