>>5313652“It wasn’t my first expedition to the surface, but little did I know it’d be the <span class="mu-i">last</span>...” Teevor continues, unconcerned by your increased agitation. “Teleporting to the surface, I was immediately accosted by a band of fearsome warriors known as <span class="mu-r">THE RED BRAND.</span>”
You and Sybil exchange awkward glances, neither of you willing to explain.
“Powerful though they were, even a lowly <span class="mu-g">LAB ASSISTANT</span> such as myself had no trouble tracking down our target: the elusive <span class="mu-g">MORDELIA RAVENSFIRE:</span> <span class="mu-i">Shadowblade</span>, disgraced <span class="mu-i">Mordic</span> Nobility, and <span class="mu-r">AVATAR OF THE WARDEN OF THE JAGGED PLANES!</span>”
“So wait…” Talbot interrupts, “Are you… are you sayin’ you made this all up?”
Averting his gaze <span class="mu-i">and</span> his question, you instead cut to the chase–so ‘<span class="mu-i">TREVOR</span>’ was actually <span class="mu-r">TEEVOR</span> all along, huh?! The creep who took you below the boardwalk!?
“What? Of course not!” Teevor replies in disbelief, “I was merely instructed to bring you back to our labs–<span class="mu-i">you</span> were the one who insisted on venturing below the boardwalk!”
No <span class="mu-i">way</span>, you counter, you’d never do that… on the uh… on the first date!
“Nope, you totally did.” Says the skeleton as he shakes his head. “You were all ‘<span class="mu-i">hey babe, I know a place where we can get some PRIVACY</span>...’ and then you winked. You winked quite a few times, I recall.”
Y-yea, well, you stammer as you feel your friend’s eyes burning into you, h-he was the one w-who acted weird! Y-you remember that part!
“Yes, at that point I determined that the mission was too risky to continue,” Teevor explains, “If I stayed any longer I risked jeopardizing our secrecy, not to mention you were becoming rather irritating. Had that <span class="mu-i">brute</span> not intervened, it wouldn’t have been a problem, but-”
But he <span class="mu-i">did</span>, you interrupt with a triumphant laugh! Sue kicked your ass all the way back to <span class="mu-i">Alabama</span>!
“Had I been able to concentrate he would have been a fine red <span class="mu-i">slime</span> strewn across the surf!” Teevor counters angrily! “But how was I supposed to focus with all of those insipid human larvae screeching and howling? And the <span class="mu-i">vehicles!</span> How do you even <span class="mu-i">think</span> through the constant noise!?”
Heh, you snicker, guess humans really <span class="mu-i">are</span> incredible, aren’t they?
“No…” The skeleton growls, “They most certainly <span class="mu-i">aren’t</span>.”
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