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( Hay kids. It's that one loser, looking considerably cleaner, better fed and more relaxed than her first post. Part of it's pretence and part of it is being better fed, but whatever.

Today, Tara's posture is a lazy slouch against the side of her sofa, bottle of beer in hand. )

Okay, so-- possibly a personal question. How many of you dudes are from worlds where everything's kinda gone to Hell? Apocalypse-style, y'know? Like, uh, I dunno. Everyone simultaneously woke up with Donald Trump hair, or meteors hit, or there's an undead shit-storm unfolding outside.

( A casual shrug. Seems like it might be less crazy a thing here than she thought. )

And, part two: what's the best thing about the world ending? 'Cause, I mean, I kinda miss living off ramen and canned stuff being a win instead of a basis for judgment.

( Hmm. Tara takes a swig of her beer. Maybe she is a bit less okay then she seems, but that's basically what her life is all about. )

Gotta find the bright side, right?

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[abduxel]

Something like that, I guess. More like real damnation. People think it's bull, but it's all real, all of it.

[Still grinning though.]

So how has your world gone to Hell?

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Wow. That sucks.

( there aren't really words for this. Or, if there are, Tara doesn't know 'em. )

There's a virus that makes people come back from the dead when they die and start eating other people.

( Accompanied with a shrug. Well, at least she's got it down to a condense form, now. )

[abduxel]

Hey, I don't need pity about it. It's probably true for you, too, and you'll find out when you die.

...What, like zombies? Holy Hell, I don't honestly know what's worse. That's heavy. Has anyone you know ever tried to eat you?

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I think our world is already fucked beyond the need for waiting until we die.

( ... It's true, though. )

Yeah. We don't usually call them that, but yeah. ( This post was a terrible decision, but she continues on, flippant and like it doesn't bother her. ) Few times. Not an experience I'd recommend, it can really ruin the mood of anything ever.

[abduxel]

I can't imagine what that must be like. Seeing the body of a person you knew, operating without them inside it anymore. Well, if it helps, their soul was probably somewhere else already, if I had to guess: at least they didn't have to experience it.

Hey, maybe you'll go somewhere better when you die. [He shrugs.] Beats me, really. Hm, are you a saint or a sinner? [He grins, devilish. He's poor at reading people, and so can't really detect that Tara's putting on a show; nonetheless, he's by nature not very disturbed by the subject material.]

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( She had to close her eyes for a second as he speaks, because it's a lot to have laid out so bluntly. She did this to herself, doing a post like this, and she knows that. It's just the barest moment, a short reprieve. It's more than anyone should have to process, but closing her eyes doesn't offer much sanctuary. Her father's face when he turned is branded on the back of her eyelids. )

Tell me about it. Leads to some awkward reunions.

( What with them trying to eat you and you having to kill them, and all. ) I hope so.

( But a joke. She can latch onto a joke, she can try to drag herself out of this, though she will be drinking a lot more after this. ) Sinner, definitely. When was being a saint ever any fun?

[abduxel]

[ He's looking at her too analytically now. Examining her expression. What kinds of demons does someone plagued by zombies have inside them? He's suddenly very curious.

He grins at her response to his question. ]

That's what I like to hear. What do you say we two sinners go get a drink and forget about rotting cannibals and eternal damnation, hm?

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Sure. Why not.

( If she were a little more sober, she might have thought a little more about his phrasing.
Drinks are the best, and what she clearly needs are more drinks. Though the talk of sinners vaguely reminds her of Gabriel and his holier than thou attitude which... maybe made a little sense, with him being a priest, but still. Dude. )

You got a place you usually go?

---> action?

[abduxel]

Yep. [ He sends her the address, an upscale bar in Maurtia Falls. ]

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[ When she arrives, he's already there and occupying a table in plain sight from the door, well-dressed in his typical all-black suit. Fancy, but casual for him. ]

Action! Sorry for the wait :')

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( She hasn't been there before, and Tara doesn't really do fancy well. She's casual, that's just how she prefers to be, but it's smart casual. No ripped jeans here, no way, and the black button-down she chucked on over her grey tank top manages to class it up a little.

Being social, being outside, probably better than being a mess in her sitting room. )

Hey. ( Wandering over, offering a slight wave. ) Fancy taste you got. ( She's more of a dive bar kinda gal. )

np

[abduxel]

[ He grins at her from the booth and indicates for her to join him. ]

Might as well, when you're rolling in money. This place has its perks.