Propaganda....? [ As in...Senior Vice-President? of Securities Propaganda. Rhys isn't sure why the job title suddenly comes to mind like that, but it's accompanied very quickly by a sudden pain in his temple that has him grunting and lifting a hand to his port. ]
Ow. Ow ow, nnngh...
[ Oh. Would you look at that, his nose is bleeding again. ]
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Ow. Ow ow, nnngh...
[ Oh. Would you look at that, his nose is bleeding again. ]