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[getnasty]

[Trevor hates this technology. He yearns for simpler times.]

Straight out of the Gresit catacombs!
God shits in my dinner once again.
Where is the local bar?
I need a soft bed and hard ale.

[He'd woken near a bar but stumbled past it in a daze. Unfortunately. For everyone, obviously. Everything around him was metal and there weren't any windows. Where was all the fresh air? The ground. Why was he wearing horrible gray-green overalls. They did nothing for his complexion or chiseled jaw line.

The network briefly gets an up close shot of his face as he taps the device at his wrist. It's there and gone again.]

Right.
I'll come back later.
Let me know if you can find some beer.

[Or tell him what's going on. Priorities.]

Comments

[reposing]

Lie, if you have to, then. I cannot guarantee he won't simply attack you.

Yes, he knows.
He and a Speaker Magician are going to assist me in killing my father.
We are cooperating, little more than that.

1/2

[wingstosee]

okay. fine.

2/2

[wingstosee]

...actually, it's not fine?
i mean, he's going to attack me one way or another.
why wouldn't he?
if he's as good of a person as you say he is then i'm the most obvious target here.
wings so the devil can see and all.
or maybe he'll just try to kill one of the others? haha.

oh well. as long as i lie and keep my head down, i might be fine. right?
a few people have asked me if i'm an angel. i could just say that.
pass down god's holy word. would he be okay with that?

[reposing]

I have no real opinion of him. I hardly know him.
But from what I do know, he is barely tolerable, surly, barely sober, and irritating.

There are hardly as many demons and devils here. There is you, and there is Jupiter.

Possibly.
Or say you're a mutant. Whatever it is, simply keep yourself and Jupiter safe.

[wingstosee]

haha. maybe we'll get along then?
i'm at least two of those things basically always. and a third when i get bored enough.
maybe it's okay to get drunk with the devil.

[ it hits her here that he still doesn't know - just how many demons are in this place. kira. akira. there might be more she doesn't know about. the man from the bridge, maybe? she takes a few moments before typing the rest of her response. ]

i guess i can do that.
for jupiter, at least.

[reposing]

You would get along with anyone, with your heart into it.
However, I cannot say the same for a vampire hunter whose family built their name on slaying creatures of the night.

Do that.

[wingstosee]

haha. don't you hate it when people keep telling you what to do?
or maybe that's just me. who knows.

i don't really feel like talking anymore.
so. bye, i guess?

[reposing]

A terrible way of saying what's on your mind.

Fine, then.