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 &.          curious pls 

 @SHCHEN0K      ✑       ❝     Ignoring will get you killed   […]    I’m sure you know that.  It’s why you sniff things out,  end it right away before the rot can spread.   Don’t you think?━━  It doesn’t matter anyways,  I guess.  Things have been quiet,  calm.  Feels like a storm is coming.  What do you think?     ❜❜ 
            
                      ⧼       0⃨1⃨.⃨      ⇽   ESTELLE TRIES AGAIN,  SHE’S HEARD HOUND TALK MORE THAN THIS.  SO WHAT EXACTLY IS HOLDING HIM BACK?  HE’S SMART,   YES.   BUT QUICK TO ANGER WHEN TRIGGERED.  WHAT EXACTLY IS ESTELLE SEARCHING FOR?  WHAT DOES SHE WAN’T TO EVOKE?   LET IT GO ESTELLE.  SHE DISMISSES HOUND WITH THE WAVE HER HAND,  THE QUESTIONS ABOUT BELL ONLY SOUR HER MOOD.

@I938-O23rd ╮    `oh  shush.   i  can  long  for  information  i  can  never  have,   can  i  not?    (   then,  a  pause,   crimson  hair  falling  into  vision  as  hound’s  head  lulls  to  one  side.   for  all  the  studying  the  other  is  doing,   he  seems  completely  unreadable  the  MOMENT  `bell`  is  brought  into  the  conversation.   quite  the  gossip  indeed.   perhaps  the  operative  is  more  knowledgeable  compared  to  estelle  then  he  once  assumed  he  was   )   
            
            `bell,   hm?   yes…   i  seem  to  have  noticed  the  same  as  you.   we  might  have  a  collective  paranoia  about  such  things.   best  to  simply  IGNORE  it,   yes?`

@SHCHEN0K      ✑       ❝      It’s what I’m meant to do,  Hound    […]    Isn’t it what we all do?  Ask questions but never get answers unless we fight for it?   That’s how this world works.  Bit hypocritical of you.  But,  I do have gossip for you    […]    Bell.   Isn’t something off?   I can’t put my finger on it.  But— oh well,  it doesn’t matter does it?  As long as the operation goes smoothly.    ❜❜ 
            
                      ⧼       0⃨1⃨.⃨      ⇽   ESTELLE HUFFS OUT A LAUGH.  IT STRAINED,   NO DOUBT.  SHOULDERS END UP SLUMPING BACK INTO PLACE.   SHE OPTS TO SIT DOWN INSTEAD,  RESTING HER FRAME AGAINST THE DESK IN FRONT OF HER.  FOR A MOMENT,  ESTELLE STUDIES HOUND.  AWAITING HIS ANSWER. 

@ofperseus ╮  (   a  bad  taste  on  his  tongue,   hound  only  makes  it  halfway  through  the  damn  thing  before  he’s  flicking  it  to  the  ground.   it’s  the  idea  of  smoking  that  calms  him   rather  then  the  act  of  it   )    it’s  none  of  your  concern,   really.    but  you’re  THOUGHTFUL  for  asking.   (   thoughts  closed  faster  then  they  were  opened   )   

you  seem  stressed,  hound.    (    another  drag,   taking  in  the  calming  effect  it  gave  in  return—   ironic,  quite  contrary  to  hound.     )    did  something  happen?

@ofperseus ╮    (   rubbing  at  his  temples,   taking  a  deep  inhale  before  taking  the  cigarette  between  his  index  and  middle    )    СПАСИБО.     (   curt  before  he  lets  smoke  billow  into  the  space  made  between  them.   hound  still   doesn’t  smoke,  evident  by  the  small  COUGH  he  keeps  confined  to  his  chest   )    …you  will  not  see  me  like  that  again.   

╱     this wasn’t worth the sleep deprivation.