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How troublesome...
Ayame turned around and blinked, "Outta fluid?" She asked tilting her head a little. She then noticed he was talking about his lighter, "Oh... I wish I could help."BlueHawk said:Fletcher takes out a cigar and bangs it against his leg, heading for the front gate as he takes his lighter out of his pocket and sparks it, it sputtering out but no flame lighting. "Damn, outta fluid." He whines.