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[There's a sweaty and grimy Even emerging from a room of a not particular populated corridor. While yes, he's hiding his ears and what little is left of his tail- the extensive scarring on his bare torso may be a give away to maybe two people.

While usually his cane is just for balance, he's limping quite heavily and actually using it for support as he exits a room.

About two steps out, he starts to light up a cigarette, but upon realising it, he drops it and crushes it under his shoe then throws the box away. Just a little harder than necessary.]

mmph- don't need to be starting that again.

[Sorry if that hit anyone, but spontaneously appearing boxes tempting him to start smoking again aren't being trusted... ~~and well, Even is also kinda of a jerk in his 'old age'.~~]

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[ Well, aren't we familiar! Xigbar was walking upside down, per usual. Pats the pet's shoulder -- ]

What's the matter?

Don't need to pick up old habits.

[ Drops down on the floor, but floats back up a few inches just to put her elbow on his shoulder. ]

And what's getting you to do them again, kitty?

[~~mmmm, the sweet perfumed combo of sweaty man, wet dog, and blood.~~]
Aside from simply being presented with cigarettes?

[ Guess who was used to that already? Leeans in, but just to rest her chin on her hand, which was on his shoulder. ]

You know, there's always something called patches and gum.

Not much help past the year mark.

And there's so many more entertaining distractions.

I'm listening.

It's only the usual for now, but perhaps you'd care to 'spice things up.'

Well, certain individuals may get jealous. May.

Depending on them finding out.

[ Quirks a brow, moves a hand to scratch under his chin as per usual -- of course she enjoys teasing, he should know. ]

[Oh he knows, but sometimes all those years of being what he was overrides it, and makes for a laugh. /Tilts his head a bit for that, still quite enjoying a good scratch even if he isn't as dependant on contact as he used to be.]

[ Such a good kitty, so she scratches still. Although, remembering since she met his younger version recently -- ]

Whatcha been up to when I can't hear the bell?

Commandeering a ship and setting out to raid, pillage, plunder, and otherwise pilfer my weasely black guts out.

[Since blatant bullshit that might get a laugh is more interesting than explaining what he was just doing.]

Mostly just debating if I should interfere with my past counterpart.

You know, speaking of him? I saw him a few days ago.

How bad is he at this point in time?

Well, he has the collar. No bell, though.

[ Speaking of bell, shifts her hand to ring his twice -- ]

[Unfortunately now he's all 'deep in thought' and being boring now.]

[ Oh damn it. Rings the bell two more times -- ]

Tell me.

[Expression wise he's probably still quite far off, but apparently he's in it enough to answer.]
I want to intervene but I don't want to risk losing my current state of well-being.

[even tinier by comparison, here's a Dulor. he doesn't get hit, but almost does- blinking a bit at the projectile before looking at Even.]

Nasty habit, that.

One I went to a lot of trouble to quit.
I can think of worse though.

Oh, sure. Talking at the theatre's a terrible habit, for example.

[Bites back a Firefly quote regarding the 'special hell' due to irony.]

And one fewer people endeavour to quit.

[he wouldn't get it, anyway ~~but that was my intention, yes ♥~~]

Mm.

You know, I've never heard of this throwing-things-around version of the however many step program.

[~~It's nostalgia Even actually appreciates.~~]

I imagine in those sorts of programs it'd be quite satisfying.
I didn't bother with them.

Just stuck with the throwing things independently, did you? Whatever works, I suppose.

Much more stress relieving when it isn't planned.

I'll take your word for it. Been at it long?

[because Even is all. sweaty and gross.]

Depending on what exactly you mean by 'it'.
[Since quitting was over a year ago, and throwing that box was just as spontaneous as it's appearance.]

[well, tinybrit doesn't know that.]

The tossing.

Ah.
That was entirely spur of the moment; sort of matches the spontaneous materialisation of the box.

Oh, alright. What's got you all like you are then?

[a gesture at his worked up self.]

Just a bit of personal entertainment.

[Not at all explaining just what he was up to. Since, well, no matter how legal you look, he's still getting the hang of this trying not to be creepy thing.]

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