[at some point, he'd tucked a book into his jacket i forgot to note, but, he's more focused on kicking his shoes off for now, and considering washing his face off, the mask dropping slightly and a more annoyed look sinking onto his face.]
[Well as long as Jason can only see his back, that's okay. Nero strips the damp shirt off and throws on the frumpled sleep tunic that's hanging on the headboard.]
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Don't do it, then. You want it more open, then don't get a lock. Simple enough.
[climbing up easily enough]
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[Following behind on foot,]
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[and then he gets to the window, and hops inside, pulling his grappling hook behind him.]
Definitely a thing I'll do.
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[The Feint is inside, having opened the window, and disappears once handing the phone back to Nero when he hops into his room.]
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Guess I'll be the judge of that.
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...I'm sorry.
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[he exhales and pulls his jacket off, plucking the book out.]
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[he shrugs.]
That's what I do.
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[He's about to take off his shirt, before-- right, still boobs.]
...Turn around, I need to change.
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I don't need that, but I appreciate the thought.
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Then as long as I'm always allowed there.
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[he never has to even touch the rest of the unit. but he's listening, for when it's safe to sit up.]
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Nero turns around and scoots to sit with his back against the headboard.]
...You gonna try to sleep again?
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[he tosses the book at him, sitting up. it's a book. but it looks like it's... pride and prejudice and zombies.
then he stands, pulling off his shirt, next.]
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...I'm almost 100% sure this story doesn't normally have zombies.
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I'm cursed with whatever Hell's got available.
[he's going!! to use the wash area.]
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I thought you normally stuck to non-fiction.
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[he doesn't have modesty. you've seen him how many times...]
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What makes a book a classic, anyway?
[he's just gonna read the first page or something...]
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[yeah, baths take longer, but admittedly, this is nice]
That one's an adaptation?
[the first page is a man dramatically telling a woman to leave to attending his musket when she tries to make smalltalk]
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Huh...
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Are you still... reading??
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Mr. Darcy's kinda an ass.
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Huh.
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