[one more table without the thing he's looking for...
Jericho rounds the corner and starts down the next aisle and stops, blinking. he's not a stranger to identity-hiding masks and things, but...that's a pretty strange one! not strange-bad, but...strange!
without thinking, his head tilts to a side, curious.]
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Jericho rounds the corner and starts down the next aisle and stops, blinking. he's not a stranger to identity-hiding masks and things, but...that's a pretty strange one! not strange-bad, but...strange!
without thinking, his head tilts to a side, curious.]