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[ When Sefton appears on the Plane, he looks shaken. He's behind the theater, which is convenient, since he automatically slouches his left side against it—and immediately pulls back with a quiet "ow" and settles for placing his back on the wall instead.

He slides down and curls his legs close up to his chest. ]

That can't be right... I mean, those people were— [ He pauses, realizing he's not sure who 'those people' actually are, but seems perturbed nonetheless. Then he wraps his right arm around his legs while kind of letting his left one lay out next to him (anyone paying close enough attention might notice some bandages wrapped around his arm, peeking out from under his sleeve, or applied just under the collar of his shirt). ] ... Sorry. Didn't mean to.

[ Sefton's angst obviously means he should be bugged—distractions would do him good right now. As it was and as it always will be, standard Sefton disclaimer applies. ]

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[ Yeah, he's not going much farther than the inside of the theater. Either to sulk and/or angst more, or fall asleep. Both seem like attractive options at the moment. ]

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[Kuhn waits a bit before he follows the guy inside because he's sadistic masochistic an idiot bored, not that he's sure where the guy's ended up exactly. He scans the place for him...]

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[ He's curled up in one of the farthest back rows, while some (possibly silent) film rolls on. It's hard to tell the angle of the lighting, but it looks like he's simply laid back in the seat, head tilted down just a little bit... Curious. Only not really. ]

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[So, that's exactly where Kuhn beelines to, and he picks a seat that still leaves one empty chair between them.]

Seen this one before?

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[ A grunt, and Sefton turns away, shifting to keep his bandaged arm from getting squished or something. ]

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[Kuhn just keeps watching the movie.]

.... At least it's something to do, right?

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[ No answer. ]

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[.... Shrug~ After another few moments, he actually glances over at Sefton and shakes his head.]

Okay seriously, if you're the kind who can sleep through anything? I really envy you.

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[ A quiet, disgruntled noise and he slides down in the seat, apparently trying to curl up more. ]

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[He watches him a moment longer, shakes his head... and stands, turning to leave.]

Good luck with whatever it is that's got you wound up, man. [And with that, he gives a little half-wave over his shoulder before heading for the exit.]