[ it's not ghost, but maybe he will just have to settle for this white-haired, pale guy pushing his way through the crowd. it wasn't exactly heine's intention to help anyone in any way, but in the light of what's been going down, no kind of commotions caused by new arrivals could help them any - like it or not, heine was stuck here for the time being, and they were all connected together - he's just trying to cover for his ass, here.
as expected - it's something of a familiar sight by now to see a man looking more than half-dead from shock leaning against the table, with a head of badly shorn hair.
looked more trouble than he was worth, but he can't be backing out now.
heine scowls, casting the look on the crowd gathering around them until a few of them take the hint and start to back off a pace or two. ] Don't you have anything better to do? Fucking vultures.
[ and to jon: ] Stop freaking out about whatever you're yelling about and breathe.
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as expected - it's something of a familiar sight by now to see a man looking more than half-dead from shock leaning against the table, with a head of badly shorn hair.
looked more trouble than he was worth, but he can't be backing out now.
heine scowls, casting the look on the crowd gathering around them until a few of them take the hint and start to back off a pace or two. ] Don't you have anything better to do? Fucking vultures.
[ and to jon: ] Stop freaking out about whatever you're yelling about and breathe.