IC contact post/voice mail - ADSTRING

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Hey, you've reached Hanna Cross, paranormal investigator extraordinaire!

Leave a message and I will totally get back to you as soon as humanly possible. Which will be soon. Ish. Awesome, thanks!

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[It takes a bit for Hanna to get to the door, trying his best not to inhale too much so he doesn't stretch or rip any of his cuts open more. He smiles a little tiredly as he see's Rubedo there, taking a shuffling step back to let him in.]

Hey...is the kitchen fine with you to talk?

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*Hanna's the one who died, but Rubedo looks like the walking dead. He has heavy bags under his eyes, looking like he hasn't slept properly in a week, and even his friendly smile looks tired. He's got something that looks like paper tucked under one arm.*

Yeah. I'll even try not to raid your food.

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I don't even know what's in the kitchen, man. There might not be any food to raid.

[He makes his way back to the kitchen though, sitting at the little table there after pulling out a beat up chair.] So...you uh, look like shit, have you not been taking care of yourself? [Cue concerned Hanna look.]

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I was kidding anyway, I just ate.

*He takes a seat across the table, sitting down heavily.*

Been having trouble sleeping. With Mom leaving, last week would've been hell even without Aelia being a bitch. Just be glad you didn't see me a few days ago, when I was banged up from fighting while pissed and exhausted.

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I think i'm allergic to Aelia.

Every time she shows up, I die.