>>6301640You’ll… definitely think about it, you reply, goosebumps forming as you revisit the last time <span class="mu-r">RED</span> got hungry on your behalf. He’s not wrong–not at this moment at least–there’s no telling how long it’ll take before Trier sends for you again. Best prepare as best as you can, even if that means getting your hands a little, well…
<span class="mu-i">Dirty</span>.
Speaking of, you begin with a frown, he knows about that <span class="mu-r">GREATER DEMON</span> the <span class="mu-r">BURROWER CULT</span> morons tried to summon, right? Another crackly laugh reverberates around your noggin!
<span class="mu-r">”HA! Oh they summoned ‘em alright! Ole’ CEEZ’GAAR BLOODSIPPER, that murderous sonnovabitch…”</span> Laughing as if reminiscing at a High School Reunion, <span class="mu-r">RED</span> lets out a nostalgic sigh. <span class="mu-r">”Dumber n’ a bag of ticks and twice as mean… but the way I see it, if he’ can’t hang onto all that power, well…”</span>
The sound of something being spit hits your inner ear.
<span class="mu-r">”Reckon he didn’t deserve it in the first place.”</span>
So what, you begin with curiosity building in your body, is he back there with him now? You thought he-
<span class="mu-r">”HA! He WISHES!”</span> The devil croons with a derisive laugh! <span class="mu-r">”Sure, a sliver of ‘em came back… as a FLEDGELING. As for the rest of his power, well…”</span> The cowpoke hesitates as if remembering a funny joke. <span class="mu-r">”Someone else is using it now. LOADS better, if I do say so myself~”</span>
So he knows, you mutter under your breath, frown deepening at the devil’s constant cat-and-mouse games! Who got there before Rezzie?! Who snatched it all up?!?
You can feel the presence mull over your words for the briefest of moments before answering in a tone bordering on… <span class="mu-i">pride?</span>
<span class="mu-r">”Take a wild guess, Anton. You know EXACTLY who.”</span>
Your innards drop into the freshly-formed pit in your stomach as his answer echoes around your skull… of course–how could you have missed it? She came here just like you did–a failed ritual!
You’d barely even considered the situation since Rezalith relayed it to you on the train, but now that you do, well…
<span class="mu-r">”Anything you’d like me to pass along?”</span> He asks with a smile in his voice! <span class="mu-r">”Words of wisdom? Positive affirmations?”</span> The smug grin in his speech spreads wider. “<span class="mu-r">... or something SPICIER? Don’t worry–I ain’t gonna tell fuzzball! Scout’s Honor, Tex~”</span>
<span class="mu-i">Liz….</span>
What do?
>Yea, I do.>No.>Has he been telling her about all of your shenanigans?>He got her in the same BS agreement, didn’t he?>Where is Liz? What is she doing?>Has she mentioned you at all?>You’ll talk about this later, but you have other things to discuss.>You’re done talking with him. For a WHILE.>Write-In! 