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[crowmage]

[The audio cuts on halfway through a sentence; Jack sounds angry and is mostly muttering to himself, sometimes drowned out by the sounds of destruction and chaos in the background.]

--Icarus, where the fuck is that? [There's a distant scream, and Jack pauses for several moments before his attention is turned elsewhere. His voice gets stronger as

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[foolnornovice]

I would advise against pawning the device. [A beat.] This place is a different world, as it's been surmised.

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[crowmage]

Thanks, I got that. [Jack's tired and cranky, and it carries over into the conversation.] You have any useful information for me?

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[foolnornovice]

What have you been told? [He's used to it. He can deal.]

[audio]

[crowmage]

Only that I'm not in Kansas anymore.

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[foolnornovice]

That may be a saying that befits the situation, then. [Despite not knowing what or where Kansas is.]

The city is split into five division, but as a whole it is run beneath a body that pays no mind to what is happening now.

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[crowmage]

That's standard practice, isn't it? Nothing I'm hearing makes escape sound hard.

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[foolnornovice]

Why not try it yourself then? [Someone's a little cocky.]

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[crowmage]

It's a work in progress, mate. Can't just rush into a good escape blindly. [There was a touch of sarcasm, mostly aimed at himself.]

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[foolnornovice]

Hm. You are not as arrogant as you come off as then. [Sarcasm, why.]

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[crowmage]

My snide outer shell hides the softer, more delicate emotions inside.

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[foolnornovice]

So you say.