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[realimperfect]

who: Re-L Mayer & Etc
what: November Shenanigans
when:Throughout the month of November
where: Her apartment, the Quarantine at large
warnings: uhhh language most possibly, will warn for anything else!

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closed for Gladio ~

[realimperfect]

[ Somehow, Re-L hadn't really expected a mission to a cult to be.. quite so taxing. To her it was all a bunch of wishful thinking bullshit anyway, which had been primarily why she'd been curious (and, well, bored) enough to go and investigate what was going on. Everything that had occurred on that mission? Absolutely not what she had ever expected. Trying to take a gem out of the place hadn't exactly worked out, but she'd made it out with a book and a slightly concerning injury, which had led to a few days more of reclusive behavior in hopes it would close without having to show it to Bones.

The book she'd stolen is sitting on her kitchen table, untouched since she returned to hastily strip off her clothing and check the injury on her side, though she's still a bit leery about the aura around the damn thing this which makes her want to avoid the area as a whole. In her typical form Re-L wants for a scientific answer, which.. there's none, when it comes to cursed items, but she has yet to try and dispose of the thing. Instead she eats breakfast at the kitchen counter, watching Atlas pick his way across the back of her sofa with a sort of removed bemusement. Trying to teach a cat manners had quickly proven a fruitless venture, and the cat was quickly becoming something of Re-L's spoiled furry child who likes to try and sneak a drink from her glass as often as possible.

Which is why she picks it up when he makes a b-line for her, seemingly realizing that she's eating, a small 'mrrp!' chirping up at her. ]

Stop it.. [ Only mildly irritated, if she's honest, tugging at the loose half-shirt she's wearing, hoping it'll cover her side in case it.. well, does it's usual and ends up seeping through. ] .. Behave yourself while Gladio's here, will you? You're terrible with other people.

[ Pot, kettle. ]