IC A Tale of Two Countries (IC)

"I'll just be leaving..."
 
*Coincidentally, there is a bank just opposite of the one they're at.*
Allan looks at it to see if anything is going on there.
|during the time of waiting, Ahzch would TRY to look at his wings, unsure on if they were still too damaged to allow him to fly, and
while he could try to fly, it wouldn't help on how there's the existence of a roof.|
Well, right now Delta is staring at him and waiting for him to get in the van, as I don't remember Ahzch doing that yet.
 
So he'd decide to head inside and ask for a withdrawal.
 
*Only one person is in the bank, and they'd just hand over money to Allan*
 
"Thank you, however it seems you are rather understaffed at the moment."
 
"Well, nobody likes to work here."
 
"Well, they can't work at the bank across the street anymore."
 
"I know. Stupid immigrants."
 
"If those immigrants aren't human then I agree."
 
"You're fine with human immigrants? Why did I even give you free money?"
 
"I came here to make a withdrawal from my company, so as a respectable banking insitution you'd have to give it to me anyway. Just take it from my account."
 
"I gave you the money already, why are you still at me?"
 
"I was hoping to have some casual conversation while the world falls apart slowly around us."
 
"Not the world, but it may as well have been."
 
"Have you seen some of the other places in this world?"
 
"I stand by my point, Al."
 
Allan charges forward and tries to pin down the person at the bank.
"Do not call me Al."
 
*Yep, they'd certainly be pinned down*
"A;right dickweed."
 
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