[Adachi automatically flinches, putting a hand up to shield himself. It's a bit of a rusty habit, but in-tact still the same. He looks between the two of them, bewilderment as clear as day on his face, before taking a safe step back from one Dojima, and using the other as a meatshield stepping behind the other.]
...Should I even ask what's going on?
[Dojima and beer wasn't always a good thing. Two of them could only mean chaos.]
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[Adachi automatically flinches, putting a hand up to shield himself. It's a bit of a rusty habit, but in-tact still the same. He looks between the two of them, bewilderment as clear as day on his face, before taking a safe step back from one Dojima, and
using the other as a meatshieldstepping behind the other.]...Should I even ask what's going on?
[Dojima and beer wasn't always a good thing. Two of them could only mean chaos.]