[The room inside feels faintly malleable, but for now it's in the shape of a dingy room, not quite aired out enough. In the center of the room is a computer that Rika is busy glaring at]
Tch. [taps the keyboard thoughtfully, at which point you might notice that her hands are badly bruised, with traces of blood. Then abruptly gets up and moves away, attempting to leave Lambda's draping in favor of leaving a clear line between her and the computer] Trying something. Hey Lambda, try blowing this up.
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Rika...?
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[swings the door open]
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Hey. So busy you couldn't make it to the afterparty?
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[her sour look says everything]
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