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[malus_animus]

I would like it on the record, tried and true, that I do not appreciate getting chased at every turn. Granted, they're drawn to the scent of the demonic genes... hn.

Dante. Where are you?

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[nominepatris]

Huh? Who's chasing what now?

M'headed through...Whatsitcalled...Center City? Fuck if I know. M'headed to help that chick out at the BAR.

[malus_animus]

The things. THOSE THINGS. The ones attacking us more than other beings?

I'll catch up with you.

[nominepatris]

OH. Yeah, those things. Wait...What? 'Cause they're not really chasing ME.

Okay?

[malus_animus]

They're all over...

...hn.

Nevermind.

[nominepatris]

Nevermind my ass. Where are YOU?

[malus_animus]

It doesn't matter. Stay away.

[nominepatris]

Alright. The nose knows. See you soooooooon, Vergy-pie~