>>5787997She keeps mentioning this podcast, you segue, making a mental note to buy up as much <span class="mu-s">PURE IRON</span> as your delivery boy paycheck allows when you return to the mainland, what is it, exactly? And how is not, like, shut down yet? Seems wacky!
Libby’s eyes light up once again. Ohhhh boy…
“Oh man… where do I <span class="mu-i">start</span>?? So it’s called ‘<span class="mu-i">THAT’S THE SPIRIT</span>’, right? And it’s hosted by this <span class="mu-s">SUPER-COOL</span> girl named <span class="mu-s">SYBIL</span>... I think she lives here in California, but I’m not really sure where…”
That’s fine, you smirk, you’d be a little worried if she knew a podcaster’s home address off the top of her head…
“Har <span class="mu-i">har</span>. Funny. Well anyways, she’s this <span class="mu-s">REALLY COOL AND POWERFUL MAGE</span>, okay? Spends, like, all of her time studying stuff and sharing it with people like me!” Gushes the goth with pride! “And she’s <span class="mu-i">SOOOO</span> nice, too! Like there was this one time where I emailed her this rune I was working on perfecting, right? And she, like, <span class="mu-i">IMMEDIATELY</span> responded, told me <span class="mu-i">exactly</span> what to do to make it work, and then she said the lines I drew were… get this: <span class="mu-s">FANTASTIC!</span> C-can you <span class="mu-i">BELIEVE IT!? I COULDN’T!</span>”
Before you can react, Libby pulls out a phone with a <span class="mu-s">PINK UNICORN CASE</span> and starts tapping away at the screen!
“<span class="mu-i">Shut up…</span>” She mutters as she catches you looking at the decorations. “A-anyways, I’m not getting good reception right now, but just search this one up if you wanna see what I’m talking about.”
Following the girl’s finger, both you and Chuck examine the picture of a tall, thin, and <span class="mu-i">very</span> pale girl posing next to what appears to be some kind of <span class="mu-s">OWLBEAR</span>!
Huh.
“Do kids just not go into the sun anymore?” Asks Chuck with a derisive snort.
“<span class="mu-i">WHATEVER</span>! She’s a <span class="mu-i">visionary</span>, okay? And one day I’m gonna meet Sybil and we’re gonna become <span class="mu-s">BEST. FRIENDS.</span>”
The excitement in her eyes slowly drains as Libby remembers something.
“... though last time I checked she mentioned going on a hiatus… something about a road trip? Sucks…”
She didn’t get, like, <span class="mu-i">SWATTED</span>, right? You get a kick in the shins for your suggestion! OW!
“Don’t even <span class="mu-i">JOKE</span> about that!” Libby growls as she puts her phone away! “She’s… she’s got a lot of enemies, okay? But she can handle ‘em! Sybil’s <span class="mu-i">TOUGH!</span>”
“What’s a <span class="mu-i">SWATTING?</span>”
>CONTD. 