<div style="text-align: center">《Jeb and Josh》<br/>
Location: Dryden<br/>
Present: Kennedy and Bec <a class="username" data-user-id="288" data-username="Flannel King" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/288/">Flannel King</a>​</div><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper bbImageAligned--left js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/the-wilson-brothers-jed-and-josh-jpg.134635/" title="The Wilson Brothers Jed and Josh.jpg">
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</div>"Yeah, sure." Josh gave Kennedy a half smile and jogged to catch up to his brother. When they got a distance away, he sighed. "Guess we both got the brush off."<br/><br/>"Speak for yourself. I'm not gagga-eyed over anyone like<i>you</i>are," Jeb replied.<br/><br/>"Oh, I heard the word 'date,'" Josh insisted. "There's some gagga-ing going on."<br/><br/>Jeb punched his arm and kept on walking. "There's gonna be some gagging if we don't get something for dinner tonight," he reminded his brother. "And you best not be daydreaming this time."<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">《Rebel》<br/>
Location: Abendblume<br/>
Present: Alvaro <a class="username" data-user-id="288" data-username="Flannel King" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/288/">Flannel King</a>​</div><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper bbImageAligned--left js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/12-jpg.134636/" title="12.jpg">
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</div>Rebel was surprised to find Alvaro sitting in the open like he was one of the normal residents of Abendblume. He raised his chin in acknowledgement of the 'come here' gesture, striding over as if they were merely work mates meeting for coffee.<br/><br/>"Buenos dias," he returned, sitting opposite Alvaro and the table. "Ah, it's not as bad as it looks, Mister, ah…Alvaro." What was his last name, anyway? He placed the notebook that Dan had provided on the table and leaned his elbows on his knees as he studied his partner. "There's a lot of information here; Dan stayed up and surveyed all the men and women who have worked guard shifts and many of those who haven't. He put down lists of people with skills that we might find useful, and made some notes to the side of things he noticed that might exclude them from the list."<br/><br/>Leaning back in the chair he surveyed Alvaro's energy level and the unhidden dark circles beneath his eyes. "Long night?" His smile was one of understanding. They had all been given a lot to keep them up at night and think about.