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[redknives]

[He kind of snorts. It's not quite laughing at you, but it may as well be.]

Bullshit, don't pin that on me. Especially if you're gonna ask me for a favor.

Which you can ask. Not promisin' I'll do anything about it, though.

[...even though he probably will.]

/brings backdated streamers and balloons

[lonestray.livejournal.com]

I...hm. [Nn, awkward favor is awkward. How to phrase this...]

Haven't been on the network in three weeks. Could you...[Trails off for a bit, then tries again.]

Could you let them know I'm still around?

[There's a few moments of silence, and it might seem like he's done, but then he adds one other thing.]

Oh, and... Thanks. For last time.

/dances all night

[redknives]

[Behold, silence! Either he left or he's just thinking about it.]

[Well...]

You got some disease where you can't tell people you ain't rotting in a ditch somewhere, asshole?

Don't thank me for that kinda crap. What's with this?

/dances with!

[lonestray.livejournal.com]

[SIGH.] Don't feel like talking to the network. But it's been too long. People are disappearing again.

[Unsaid is that he doesn't want certain people to think he's disappeared.]

...Hn. [Another one of those syllable/groans] Don't act so surprised. I thanked you the time before too.