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[voodoochef]

[The cook, sipping a cup of tea while reading his copy of the Daily Misfortunes has just put down his cup so quickly that it makes a sound just loud enough to cut through Asano's snoring. Whatever caught his attention is important enough that he reads it again before putting down the paper and standing to make this announcement

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[vegan_megan]

... blood sacrifice?

And - you're going?

[voodoochef]

It seemed fair. Vash-san was so involved with the collapse of the Mess Hall, he should contribute to making it stronger.

I hope so. Otherwise my horrorscope is somewhat ... ominous.

[vegan_megan]

You know, I can't help but agree.

Couldn't it be just a printing mistake or something like that?

[voodoochef]

I'd leave you instructions, but it is a rather complicated recipe.

The Daily Misfortune is renowned for its accuracy.

[vegan_megan]

Pity.

... okay. Do you have to leave rightaway?

[voodoochef]

We will just have to hope that karma doesn't need a nudge in the right direction this time.

The horrorscope tends that way.

[vegan_megan]

It's so sudden. I can't even give you a goodbye present.

[voodoochef]

In circumstances like this, it is the thought that counts.

Goodbye Megan.

[vegan_megan]

Goodbye Minagawa. I'll miss you and your food. And Sukekiyo.

[voodoochef]

Sukekiyo and I will remember you, Megan.

[vegan_megan]

[I can't hug you, I have too much respect, but I can cuddle Sukekiyo a last time, right?]

Be well, both of you.

[voodoochef]

[He's all yours for the cuddling.]

Thank you, Megan. I trust the same --

[voodoochef]

[Suddenly gone! Because horrorscopes don't lie.

And appearing in his and Sukekiyo's places a second later: A vending machine.]

[vegan_megan]

[pats it]

Goodbye, Minagawa.

[voodoochef]

[Vending machine clunks, spits out a straw voodoo doll.]

[vegan_megan]

[grins]

... I actually always wanted to learn how to do this.

[pockets the vodooo doll and goes back to work]