Happy belated birthday, Fox. I thought about popping up out of your cake in something skimpy, but I realized all of your friends might've preferred if I was actually baked in it.
Oh God. You'll never believe what Hoa just dragged in? Remember Father Vincent, that greasy little priest who's one of the locals here?
Man, I remember when I first met him in The City. He was trying so hard to play evil henchman to that god-thing, Xulchilbara. Sending me evil posts about foxhunts. Foxhunts. Can you believe it? Sheesh. Now it, it was formidable but him? All he ever did is whine to me. Alessa was mean to him. Henry Townshend doesn't love him. Blah blah blah. God, was it ever boring.
He said he didn't remember killing me. Can you believe that? I'd like to hope if someone's going to take out the time to cut my head off and carve numbers on me that it was at least a little memorable.
Walter, that is. Vincent probably couldn't kill a fly without getting a case of the flutters and freaking out if someone didn't bring him a hankie to wipe up the guts.
Man, I remember when I first met him in The City. He was trying so hard to play evil henchman to that god-thing, Xulchilbara. Sending me evil posts about foxhunts. Foxhunts. Can you believe it? Sheesh. Now it, it was formidable but him? All he ever did is whine to me. Alessa was mean to him. Henry Townshend doesn't love him. Blah blah blah. God, was it ever boring.
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Something wrong with his hand, I think....
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Do me a favour and... keep him there. If he gets away leaves, let me know?
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Oh, should I tell Vincent you need to see him?
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As for Walter, he's always wanted to cause a little hurt here and there. No amount of love could ever gentle a monster...
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Still haven't heard from your partner in anti-crime, huh?
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There are people that would be happier if we were both dead.
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I wish I could say what happens when you finally get tossed out of this hell, but I keep coming back here.
I'm sure she's fine...
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Somehow I doubt that.
I... have to go. Let me know how the priest is doing, if you hear anything. And... where are you, again?
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