[Nearby Vash is a burgundy-haired young woman grumpily making her way through a bottle of Bacardi. She glances curiously in his direction when she hears him speak.]
The hell are you talking to?
[Someone hasn't had the journal explained to her yet at least not in any of the current threads I have going.]
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The hell are you talking to?
[Someone hasn't had the journal explained to her yet
at least not in any of the current threads I have going.]