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[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Taking a deep breath of the night air, Krycek steps out of the dorms and pulls out a pack of cigarettes. Tapping one out, he holds it up, looking at it for a long minute, expression reflective. Don't know why I want one. Not that I don't know what they do to you. Then again, not like I don't have a whole life to live over however I want.

Krycek lights up, breathing out a plume of smoke as he watches the town, mind elsewhere. But he certainly wouldn't mind company.


[OOC: Anyone else on? I'm seriously bored.]

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[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Considering the general expendability of pawns, death is a more than acceptable thing to risk to keep your automony.

*smiles*

Nice to meet you, too. You'd be surprised what I'm game for. I'm supposed to be working tomorrow evening, provided my boss hasn't been eaten by something, but afterwards I'm free until curfew, if you're not doing anything...

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek nods, though distantly wondering if that makes it a date or a booty call with refreshments. "Sounds good to me. Want to meet down at Pure Inebriation?"


[OOC: Callisto and Krycek? I'm going to bed giggling now. *g* Night!]

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

I'll be there. Until tomorrow then.