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[fuckchild]

[Maybe you've seen this punkass, maybe you haven't. He was kind of a wild thing in battle, hard to miss if you saw a lot of enemies floating in midair. Somehow, he doesn't look injured, not even a single scratch. The scar across his brow is an old one, from a time long past.

Dante's not one to mince his words, so...]

Alright, would anyone mind telling me what the fuck is really going on? First we're two pissed-off frat house that can't share a campus, now we're twenty invite-only clubs? And all of that because we wished upon a fucking rock?

[The expression on his face says he's clearly buying none of it. He's a stubborn one.]

I want answers. Real answers, not whatever fairyland shit you can come up with.

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[fulminants]

I'm right there with you, buddy. No more being pawns.

Where are you at, anyway?

[fuckchild]

Uh. Some castle in La Llorona. Chateau du something.

[Great job.]

[fulminants]

You look like you need a drink. Wanna go hang out and see what's up everywhere else?

[fuckchild]

It's not like I've got anything better to do. Let's do it.

[fulminants]

All right. We'll meet somewhere in the middle? I think there are a couple of awesome bars open in Mair.

[fuckchild]

As long as there's a lot of booze I won't be that picky. We'll meet there.