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@energydrinkrush 
            
            Gimme 

@sieg_zeon 
            
             "Oh, dude, you don't get it. I'm fine. I'm really fine!"  Feliks paused for a few seconds, before snapping back to life and asking,   "Is it normal to feel your body's atoms vibrate?"

@HollowFrequency-    //  thank you for this rp!  i love chaotic energy rps, so yay!  
            
               Feliks was leaning against a nearby wall, close to Eli, eagerly observing the interaction. His entirely green eyes looked like he was watching a match of ping-pong judging by how he quickly looked from Eli, to Jax, and then to the object. But once he was included, he perked up even more; Kind of like a golden retriever being told it was time for a walk.
            "I will need to have a closer look."  Was all the guy with the silly hat said.
            But despite his words, he did not budge. He merely fidgeted on the spot and took a swig of his energy drink.

@paintsex 
            
            "nope." feliks answered while cracking open a cool can of enerjeka. "but wait! you can have one of my enerjeka's. they're just as good as smoking, if not way better."

@HollowFrequency- 
            
            Eli's fixed gaze and lack of a smile made Feliks feel mildly unsettled. But he shrugged it off.
            
            Feliks fumbled with his hands. 
            "You're right. About the noise distracting from difficult emotions." Admitting that made him feel uncomfortable. 
            
            Once the other man leaned back a bit, Feliks exhaled a small breath of relief that he didn't even know he was holding. 
            
            "Let me tell you something. I want to feel better. I really do. But how can I feel better if so many things are going wrong all the time?"

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            Eli didn’t react to the clap. Didn’t flinch. Didn’t smile. But the rhythm under his fingers stopped again. Clean. Immediate.
            
            His gaze stayed on Feliks—steady, unreadable—but there was a shift there. Subtle. Like he’d tuned a fraction deeper than before and found something that didn’t quite line up.
            
            “…A party,” he repeated quietly. Not dismissive. Just… testing the shape of it. His head tilted slightly, eyes narrowing—not in suspicion, but focus. Listening past the words, past the energy, straight into the uneven space underneath.
            
            “…That’s one way to cover it,” Eli added, softer now. A beat. His fingers tapped once against the surface—then stilled again “…noise helps,” he continued. “Fills the gaps. Makes it easier not to notice what’s still sitting there.”
            
            His gaze didn’t waver. Not even when Feliks looked back at him “…you don’t strike me as someone who likes quite very much” not a judgment. An observation. Eli leaned back slightly, giving Feliks just enough space to breathe—but not enough to disappear.
            
            “…And parties are loud,” he went on. “Messy. A lot of overlapping signals. A pause. Then, quieter— “…hard to tell what’s real in all of that” his eyes flicked briefly to Feliks’ hands—then back up.
            
            “…So is that what this is?” a beat “…or do you actually want to feel better?” Not sharp.
            Not confrontational. Just… there. Waiting.

@HollowFrequency- 
            
             Feliks' green eyes stared at Eli. The momentary silence caused the energy drink lover to fidget and pull a displeased face– sort of like a pout or an equally dramatic expression.
            "Hm? Oh..."
            His eyes darted away. 
            "Well, I'm not really fine. But that's okay! I guess that nobody's really all that fine anymore, huh. Well, maybe there's a way to fix that..."
            He looked at Eli again.  A pause.  And then he clapped his hands together once.  "Let's throw a party! You like parties, too, don't you?"

@sunnyruler 
            
             "Sick?" Feliks echoed, furrowing his brows. "Wait– green?!" He then practically exclaimed; his mouth soon flying open at how gobsmacked he felt.  "I'm not, am I?"   He brought his hands up a little, and stared at them. They most certainly were green.  
            "No! You're joking! Y-you're joking, right?"

@energydrinkrush 
            
            “I’d say so…” Her brows furrowed.” Are you sick? Your skin is… green?” She seemed genuinely concerned for the other’s health.” If you’re lost, do you need somewhere to go?”

@sunnyruler 
            
            "Oh, hey! Somebody’s here, nice!"  The man with the green complexion said with a relieved grin. "I think I'm lost. Which isn't great considering that I don't have much Enerjeka left in these."  He flicked one of the energy drink cans secured to his drinking hat.

@energydrinkrush 
            
            The courier narrowed his eyes as the screen observing this individual. In response he got a securitron to go investigate. As the robot rolled out past the gate to meet them. 

@-PlatimumChips- 
            
            Appearing into view was a green-skinned man dressed in a tracksuit. A pink drinking hat was nestled on his strawberry blond hair.
            He looked cheerful, and walked along with a spring in his step, despite the apocalyptic circumstances.
            He glanced around, surveying his surroundings.

@-PlatimumChips-   //  Oop, sorry I only just saw this. Yeah, you're welcome to drop roleplays at any time.  :)