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((OOC: I know people may not be able to tag right now but. Posting anyway and feel free to come play later on!))
[The beach is a peaceful place, even when it's unseasonable for swimming. Quiet, just the waves lapping up to shore, the snow dampening most other sounds.]
[Conrad's sitting on a blanket, staring out into the sea. In his lap, half folded in a cloth, the metallic glint of a gun -- and no, it's not nearly as morbid as that sounds. He'd come here to toss it into the sea, but in the intervening time he'd changed his mind, then changed it back, then changed it back again.]
[Silly. There's no reason to keep it now.]
[It's cold out here in emoland, and though he may seem like he doesn't want company, he needs it.]