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[THIS CALL IS BEING PATCHED THROUGH EVERYONES CELLPHONES/COMPUTERS/WHAT HAVE YOU]


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Um. So I'm tucked up in bed with a cold - not unusual, it happens.

But then I sneezed and well, I had the news on and reports and bystander footage of this happened.

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WELL DAMN.

*RUBS THE BACK OF HIS NECK, LOOKING AT LIL REGRETFULLY*

GUYS? LIL AND I HAVE SOME BAD NEWS...

I LOOKED EVERYWHERE DOWN THERE.. THE CAGE HELD FOR FAR LONGER THAN IT SHOULD HAVE,

WE COULDN'T FIND SAM.

I COULDN'T FIND SAM.

MAYBE URIEL WAS RIGHT - MAYBE I DON'T HAVE CONTROL...

*WANDERS OFF FOR A DRINK*

(OOC: WAR = RED (LIKE HIS RIDE~), SIR = BLUE/GREEN/OCEAN/WHATEVER YOU WANNA CALL IT (LIKE THE COLOUR OF HIS ~SOUL*__*), MARY = PINK (LIKE THE COLOUR OF HER AWESOME <3))

WELL WAR FINALLY BROUGHT HIS RIDE OVER FOR ME TO TAKE A LOOK AT AND FIX UP. 

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*RUBS HER HEAD AND GETS UP TO GO FIGURE OUT WHERE THE HELL SHE IS AND WHO PUT HER IN SOME PJS, PROMPTLY OVERBALANCES AND ENDS UP IN A HEAP IN FRONT OF A MIRROR*

*STANDS UP SLOWLY AND CATCHES HER REFLECTION IN THE MIRROR*

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SO I'M BACK. *IS ALL DIRTY AND COVERED IN MUCK*

CAN I FIRST JUST SAY HOW MUCH I HATE WITCHES? BECAUSE I DO. ANYWAY, WE WERE SAILING ALONG, CATCHING LIGHTNING AND SELLING IT ON THE BLACK MARKET, AS YOU DO, WHEN THIS STRANGE LADY SHOWED UP, LOOKING FOR A STAR:


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One: Dying hurts. I can see why you people don't like it.

Two: Don't... provoke Death when she's insane. It doesn't turn out well.

Three: Heaven is really confusing. I think I'm lost... Fml.

Four: I'm an idiot.

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SO I WANTED TO KILL THE HAPPY SINGING CHILDREN BUT THE MOUSE SAID IT WOULDN'T BE VERY NICE. AND I WAS AFRAID THE GREEN MEN WITH THE FUNNY PURPLE HATS WOULD COME AND GET ME, SO I TRIED TO BE NICE, I DID, BUT THE HAPPY SINGING CHILDREN WERE JUST SO HAPPY.

*SCOWLS*

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Sam? I’m home.

( /leaves the letter she wrote him, on the way home, on the table and falls down on the couch, sighing/ )