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Graves stayed just a step behind Tessa as she diverged to interrogate a pair of players on if they'd seen Red pass by this way. The two of them were scrawny and small, and from what he was able to hear of their conversation before Tessa interrupted, they were introducing themselves to one another and making small-talk about a 'skeleton lady.' Didn't take a genius to know who they meant.

He didn't even try to keep his face from showing his exasperated irritation at this point. It'd been too long a week to even attempt it.

He didn't have time for any of this. Well, he did, but that was his problem: he didn't [i]want[/i] to have time to stop for pleasant conversations, or to chase Rael down after she decided to run off into the sunset. He felt jittery, anxious. Like at any second another monster could fling itself out from around a corner and try to kill him, [i]permanently.[/i] It'd been that way since he got out of the dungeon, and sitting around wasn't making it any better. He needed to do something.

Before either of the two could answer the inquiry, someone else piped up. Graves thought he was an NPC, at first. He was dressed up all nice n' tidy and his verbiage matched theirs to a T, yet his awkward delivery seemed all too human to Graves. 

[color=crimson]"Rude, huh? Sure sounds like Red."[/color]

Leaving aside how he felt about in-character types, he was genuinely glad to have a direction they could head in. [color=crimson]"Yeah, that's great, Zero,"[/color] he started as he turned to Verglas, slapping a hand down on the verbose player's shoulder and giving it a probably-too-tight squeeze. [color=crimson]"Really 'ppreciate the help. I'm Graves, this is Tessa, I have no idea who these two are, and-" [/color]

In the time he'd taken to turn around and start talking to Zero, some, third person had managed to sneak into and insert themselves in the rapidly growing conversation. That would've been annoying if said third person was anyone else. [color=crimson][i]"Tif?"[/i][/color] He scoffed, more than a little surprised to see her appear from thin air. [color=crimson]"'N here I thought you bailed on us. Whatta ya doin' here?"[/color]

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