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[Fiona is a little out of breath, like she just hustled very quickly away from somewhere. Which she did, but that's neither here nor there. The background behind her is some innocuous wood panelling; she's in a house.]

Okay. So. Crunch time. Things are getting nuts out there, if you didn't notice. We are gonna wind up super screwed if we don't hop to figuring out what the hell to do.

[She holds up a vial. It has some alien writing on it, as well as a familiar symbol on the label.]

We found this inside the hospital. A shit-ton of them, actually. So who wants to find out what Zymandis asshole is responsible for this mess and beat an antidote out of them?



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[selfimage]

I'm feeling generous.

[ or really, really concerned, maybe. he doesn't say that. ]

[conqueress]

[ He is good at hiding when he cares, but not half so good as he thinks he is. ]

Let us hope our good doctor means to linger. [ If searches through the sewers should yield nothing ... ] Perhaps reports must be made.

[ Hate hate hate hate. ]

[selfimage]

[ shut up. ]

He couldn't have gone too far. If we're here, then we're a threat to his mission. I doubt that it will be left partially completed.

Some people have to stop and admire their own handiwork. It's a personality flaw.

[ there's something in his voice that's dangerous, quiet and vengeful. he's a god of chaos, a god of lies and mischief, but he can be ruthless when given the opportunity. ]

[conqueress]

[ Partially completed. They have yet to die, he means. He is not wrong. ]

A captured man will have little to admire, I do not doubt.

[ It is said sweetly. ]

If there is some map of the sewers, we must establish a guard. Among us are some who have searched its tunnels before. Your own memory may be of use.

[ Translation: Go get him. :') ]

[selfimage]

Quite a bit of what I do may be of use, it seems.

[ there's a roll of his voice, a dangerous purr that makes the edges of his words sharp like a knife. ]

He should hope our dear undead Koltira finds him first.

[conqueress]

[ It should trouble her that he is so vengeful. Instead, she wishes to send for him. ]

Then find this man for us. Find him, so that he may come to know your talents.

[ She sighs, suddenly feeling weary. All she wishes to do is eat, but if she falls prey to that desire, the refrigerator will soon grow empty. ]

Koltira has pledged to await your sword. Inform him.

[ So the rest of them don't lose their chance. Several of their number are stricken, and they are more vulnerable to Zymandis by the day. ]

[selfimage]

[ there are some darker parts of his personality that he may never shake: bitterness and rage, accompanied by the wand of revenge. he can tame them, but they will always remain with him.

there's a pause at the command, but it doesn't last long. ]

Aye, we'll have a chat.