[ Just as Ruka tries to give someone a menacing one-eyed glare, it gets fastened on one of the people around here who's having none of it. He sees your glare, Ruka, and he matches it with a little wave. He feels a little awkward considering their last real conversation and their last not-so-real conversation, but he's not going to let that get in the way of ever talking again, otherwise they're just going to avoid each other until one of them inevitably gets ported out.
So he's here, waving.
Hi, Ruka. There's just no getting away from this particular mistake. ]
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So he's here, waving.
Hi, Ruka. There's just no getting away from this particular mistake. ]