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[h2][color=royalblue][center]R u f u s[/center][/color][/h2]

[color=royalblue]"You....are all weirdoes. Can't even say what's on your minds to a near total stranger."[/color] He ruefully shook his head and began to fold up his blanket while tucking the bread back where he'd taken it from. His hand reached back and took out the swiss army knife he'd been balancing in the back loop of his trousers waistline, carefully folding it shut and tucking it away for safekeeping. [color=royalblue]"Eh, guess I'll have to collect for that  blood drive somewhere else now. You people need to get some psychiatric help. Especially you Angus. This level of absent headedness is alarming."[/color]

[color=royalblue]"Oh, before I forget,"[/color] Rufus remarked as he casually lifted the lid of a park's trash can and hauled his legs over the lip of the bin. [color=royalblue]"Erika, if you happen to masquerade as a flamboyant mage named Azga the Amazing, then yes, we just met a few hours ago. In hindsight I'm curious how you did what half of that, but oh well. Guess I'll figure it out another time, but for now I really must adjourn to my hunter's blind for the evening. Good night to you all, and you best hurry home. I've been told I sleep walk on occasion and I'm not liable for whatever that maniac Sleeping Rufus does."[/color]

After that, he appeared to slide down into the can and replaced the lid in his passing, leaving only the peculiar sounds of feet descending stairs in his wake, but surely a can was just a can, no? 

It was best not to look any closer at these things, lest they be alarmed at what they find.




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