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"Can Someone Talk To Me?" (OPEN TO ANY AND EVERYONE)

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@False-andrew flash_on

(I have more incorrect Rayla in the incorrect quotes chat XD)

@IamNOTachickenok

mEEeEEEEEeE

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@Story_Siren group

If you want to be a part of the rp continuing this chat, please quote this saying "me" so I may include you.

me!

@IamNOTachickenok

screams into chat

eXcUsE mE hELLo

(also- I was never tagged…the chicken chat murdered this thing-)

book

(stalkin' if this revives >:3)

@IamNOTachickenok

(does cpr to chat)

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@Story_Siren group

(stars i wish)

(still here)

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@Story_Siren group

(Okay so who is still here? Avhira, I, and ???)

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(I'm kinda here… I mean not counting the vacations I still have left…)

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@Serenity88 group

Quinn stops In an exaggerated fashion outside the door. He peeked his head in, scanning for other life. “Hiyya?” He called, but saw no one.
After a pause, he sauntered in and settled on a blue leather couch. He set his feet on the wooden coffee table in front of him with a thud, trying to see if anyone would show up if he was obnoxious enough and made some noise.

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@Serenity88 group

A kid skidded past the door, screeching as he sighted Quinn. “QUIIInnnnn…!”
Quinn sighed. “Yeah Cayde, in here.”
The kid entered, panting slightly as if he’d been running to find Quinn. “Hey, where’s Jas?”
“I thought she was with you, bodygaurd!
Cayde paled. “No… she said she saw you at a fork in the hall and walked off.”
He rose from the couch, the leather creaking. “What fork where.” His voice was deadly calm. “SHow me.”
(Oh dang, I just reread that, I just wrote without thinking. I think I’ve been watching too much Supernatural. Well… )