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[michaeloffire]

I'm going to go find John. He wouldn't have just up and left like that. Someone did something to him. He fucking promised me he wouldn't. I don't know what the fuck happened, but John wouldn't have just left! Something or someone happened to him. There's all kinds of bad shit in this city. Someone could have drugged him, tranced him, or

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[asouroldelf]

Pastyface chickened out?

[michaeloffire]

No, he fucking didn't. He got kidnapped, held hostage, or some shit.

[asouroldelf]

Not like it would take much to knock him over.

[michaeloffire]

He could have been sick or something. He's got something that makes him cough all the time. He could have gotten some bad medicine that made him think stupid shit. I have to find him.

[asouroldelf]

Alright, alright. But you ain't going out looking alone. If the git's too lofty to go with you, and Mazikeen's stuck watching him grump, you take someone else. Hell, I'll go. This city ain't... right.

[michaeloffire]

It's not. He's probably lost somewhere. I can go by myself! I'm not a kid!

[asouroldelf]

Yeah, yeah. Suit yourself. I ain't aggravating my knee over some blue-blooded human.

[michaeloffire]

Why don't you go talk to Lucifer then? He needs someone to talk to him.

[asouroldelf]

Oh, I'll talk to him. And he'll talk back. You go find the lanky lout, I'll keep Mazikeen from making Lucifer worse.

[michaeloffire]

Thanks, Avari. I'll find him.

[asouroldelf]

Know you will. Don't even gotta say 'good luck.'