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    Lialda waves cheerily at Irfan, smiling brightly. "Hi Irfan! Hi, Ches!"

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    As always, Dorsard wakes in confusion before remembering that the sounds he's hearing are birds. Weird things. Wasn't natural to be running around in the sky like that. After his morning liquor and beard maintenance are complete the dwarf heads downstairs to hear Irfan's question. He turns to Lialda and raises an eyebrow, wanting to know as well.


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    Irfan waits for Galaga to answer his question regarding the usefulness of his magic watch.

    Ches raises his head from where he is launging, looks around and then returns to lazily resting. When he spots Lialda enter the room, Irfan straighten his attire a little and smiles. "Good morning, Lialda. Did you sleep well?"

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    Galaga is munching on some samosas with a lost air, studying her sketches of Taina's muscular body. "I see the appeal of medicine now... Ah, hello Irfan. Lialda. Riverside Café 5:50 pm. This whole matter seems to have slipped my mind... Have you seen Crockoglup?"


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    "Riverside's Café, men's restroom. Around 6pm. Perhaps Crockoglup may help me be more precise?" She replies, her familiar eating pita bread from her fingers.
    "<Precision>"


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    (Other than awkwardly flirt with Irfan?)Lialda leans over Irfan's shoulder to look at the watch, using it as an excuse to lightly touch his arm. "That's amazing! Is that Divination magic? Is Galaga's time specific enough?"

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    A warm tingle washes over his arm causing his arm hairs to stand up and a wave of goosebumps. Unlike anything he had experienced before now. For a moment the sensation is his world. Time seems to slow.

    Wait, words were being spoken to him. Regaining his focus the rest of the world comes back into view. "Ahem, ... yes, or no. Maybe. It is hard to say. Riverside Café, men's room, at either 5:50 or 6:00. Only a couple of minutes will be able to be view, and we only get one shot. It would be better if we could get it a touch closer." Irfan's eyes to Lialda's lips and eyes for a heartbeat. "Crockoglup! If we have time, and he could narrow down the time. How close is the café? And do we have time to find him? Or should we just go to the restaurant and take a gamble?"

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    Galaga nods firmly at Irfan's words and places two fingers on her right temple "Crockoglup? Crockoglup! Good morning! Can you please ffzzzt! come? I am at the fzzt-ing room. This is a matter of urgency involving your sister and her fiancé. Over."

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    She is casting message and hoping to be within range.


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