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[darknstormy]

[ As if the flying monkeys weren't bad enough, Margo had disappeared. He'd spent days searching for his girlfriend with no sign of her. Seth wasn't sure if it'd been the damn monkeys or something else at play. He regretted separating from her and not having gone to Leo for help sooner. Or the network.

Seth wasn't giving his roommate a lot of grief under the circumstances. Leo had his own hell to fight with, being hungry and not able to eat. Seth couldn't talk. Literally. He couldn't make a sound. It was past laryngitis or being hoarse. Almost like a heavy reminder of where the trio had come from. The only positive side about it all was having gotten really good at texting.

Waking up was slow and disorienting in Hadriel. He cleared his throat, finding the task difficult. He smacked his lips and yawned. Another attempt to clear his throat and it was clear he still had no voice. Margo's things were around but still no sign of her. Seth rubbed at his face and sent out a message... ]

anybody out there run into a woman in her mid 20s? Kind of petite, a little over 5ft with an hour glass shape. Dark hair. Dark eyes. Goes by the name Margo or nickname Bambi. She knows magic.

Id send a pic but not sure how to do that on here

Anyone have any suggestions, Id return the favor somehow

Shes my girlfriend and shes been gone a few days. Basically just before I woke up unable to talk.

I figure if I woke up like this, she might be in worse trouble

Im Seth aka Clyde to Margo's Bonnie

[ He hated asking anyone for help but it was the only thing left that he didn't do. Seth laid in bed, wondering if Leo would knock on the door or respond with any news. Or anyone had any words of wisdom. ]

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[stealyoursoul]

[Leo lets Seth rant for the moment, waiting to get a word in edgewise. He seems calm on the outside, but inside, he's worried. He never went dark in Reims, but this place is a whole new can of worms. If he assumes his true form, there will be death and destruction.]

Seems to me like there was a guide for new arrivals around here somewhere...

[He does some digging on his device and pulls it up, scanning it for pertinent info.]

Looks like dead people do come back. Seems to me if the gods are running this place, they might be the ones to ask. Maybe they can, I don't know, conjure up some souls for me to eat.

[Then he gets an expression on his face that's a little bit amused.]

Or we could go with your plan and sic me on these gods instead. Better sell tickets.

[That will not end well for anyone.]

[darknstormy]

Let me do the talking

[ Bad choice of words. Seth wasn't doing any talking and he set himself up for Leo to easily take a shot at him. Maybe the Sunai would give it a rest. Seth was short in the response, finishing the plate of food before really giving the soul eater his full attention.

It wasn't that Seth hadn't listened to what Leo said about people dying. If the Sunai was paying close attention then he would've noticed the thief's shoulders drop just a little. There was still the matter of Margo being found and some relief in knowing she couldn't be dead. ...This place seemed a lot worse than Reims. ]