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Noctina leaned against the wall, a slightly annoyed look on her face as she would much prefer to be out there with the other mages and couldn't help but feel that her talents were being understated simply because she was a mystagogue.
"Yeah, I have got Pulp's number...." Noctina said as she would bring out her phone and start scrolling through it.
OOC: Should I post here or in electronic communications for Noctina's contacting of Pulp Noir?
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Pulps no longer with us. Call Khal.
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Noctina grabs her phone out and twiddles away sending messages to Pulp as well as Rosh, if she didn't get a response soon she would also ring them but she preferred to recieve texts when she was on a mission as talking was not always viable and saying "I can't talk right now" was always kind of redundent.
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[spoiler] nah. I would suggest informing people of you guys following to converge. also I am about to adress this[/spoiler]
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Aenigma shuts his computer and then turns to Noctina. "I'm tired of waiting around," he says as he begins to put the laptop back in his bag. "I say we go join them instead of seating back here waiting for something to happen. Besides, if they need us for whatever reason, we won't be of much help here."
He pulls out his iPhone and sends a quick text before looking back up at Noctina. "Better get that bike ready," he says to her with a sly grin.
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"So, you coming?" asks Aenigma as he flings his messenger bag over his shoulder and heads out the door.
Aenigma leaves the scene
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Noctina looks at Aenigma as she would hand him over her glasses.
I was starting to think you were happy just sitting back, lets get out of here and watch that lens. Noctina said as she would head out the door.
*Noctina leaves scene as well... TO HER BIKE!!!!*
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