[from his spot near the front door where he's desperately trying to casually shuffle everyone Out Of His House, he turns to shout vaguely into the apartment.]
[Beaker follows Richard out the door, by which I mean Beaker follows Stan out the door because Stan is being dragged behind Richard like a limp ragdoll. Beaker's holding Stan's head off the ground, though, so it's all good.
Off to try to find an unconscious man's apartment! A story for another time, another day.
The wine bottle keeps almost slipping out of his shirt.]
Yeah, yeah, yell at me later, now's really not the time. [why isn't there a fuckin water card or something] What's your other card, all I've got is this lousy disguise one and--
[searches through his pockets quickly to check the other card]
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NO, KAREN, IT'S JUST THE NORTHERN LIGHTS.
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Off to try to find an unconscious man's apartment! A story for another time, another day.
The wine bottle keeps almost slipping out of his shirt.]
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Karen, the house is on fire.
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[she's currently trying to shoot that blizzard card spell at the fire in the kitchen but it sure isn't working!]
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[searches through his pockets quickly to check the other card]
--fire.
[figures.]
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