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[sepoohroth]

*Preceded by a barely-audible chant, a complex diagram burns itself into the air of the Nexus, opening into a yawning maw between this world and another. Through this maw floats a one-winged figure ensconced in a corona of power, button eyes leaking hints of blue-white flame. In a voice as smooth and hard as the sword sheathed at his hip, he

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[victormakesart]

"Ask nicely?" Victor suggested quietly.

((You win!))

[sepoohroth]

((Darn right, I do. Let your childhood burn in the same special hell I'm bound for.))

*Sepoohroth growls quietly, baring his teeth.*

I think not.

[victormakesart]

She 'eeep'ed. "Ummm...well, sorry, then. Has your current method been working? Maybe you should try asking nicely."

[sepoohroth]

We are well past the point of civility.

[victormakesart]

"Oh. Right, then."

[sepoohroth]

Yes.

[victormakesart]

"Good luck." He was kinda creeping her out.