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[inyourgarden]

[There's no joking around in Seifer's voice today. Instead there's a clear authoritative tone that brooks no squabbling. You can argue with him if you want, but don't expect to get anywhere. It's pretty clear whatever he's got into his head he means to see done, one way or another.]I want 'em. Whoever has her pieces bring them to the hospital. Is

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[musicboxsoldier]

...I have the arm with me, but someone else took the riddle.

[inyourgarden]

Bring it to the hospital and I'll take care of it. Any idea who the person who took the riddle was?

[musicboxsoldier]

Alright.

He was relatively young, black hair that reached the bottom of his neck and violet eyes. He wore black clothing and claimed to already have his chip taken out. I can link to an audio post that he made recently.

[inyourgarden]

Link would be good. He tell you what he wanted with the riddle if he's supposedly already got his out?

[musicboxsoldier]

Here.

He was at the Arms shop because he hoped to find one of the scientists in person.

[inyourgarden]

I'll see what I can get out of him. Thanks.

Tch... Dunno if I should give a remedial class to this city or what. He tell you anything else?

[musicboxsoldier]

He didn't say much...he was eager to leave from the arms store.