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[neurotoxins]

[The woman on the feed looks rather bored, it looks like she's in some sort of dark bar somewhere in the Underworld, leaning back nonchalantly in a booth. Before she begins to speak she toys with the cross necklace around her neck.]My assumption is that I have been given this device in order to communicate with the other captives here; it's

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[bluesteelbitch]

[The blue woman is sitting back, a glass of red wine in hand, wearing a white dress with a belt of skulls, a small skull adorning the front of her hair's part. Yellow eyes narrow as she takes in this very interesting creature before her. Beautiful, mysterious.]

You are in the Underworld. I can fetch the well-made guide Misaki made, if you are needing a total run-down of the situation you have now found yourself in, ma'am.

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[neurotoxins]

The Underworld...? [She raises an eyebrow and tilts her head, studying the woman curiously for a moment.] If there is a guide, a reliable one, then I would be very grateful for it.

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[bluesteelbitch]

One of our more logical citizens made this excellent resource. I found it quite beneficial.

And yes, the Underworld, according to the Greeks. Alive, you have been brought here by Hecate; dead, you have been brought here by Hades. Some people have spoken to and met them. I am not one of them.

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[neurotoxins]

[It's a while before she responds, she's reading all of it. Twice.]

This is very informative, thank you, I appreciate it. I'm Ivy, Ivy Tamwood.

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[bluesteelbitch]

[Good. Mystique likes being thorough.]

Charmed, Miss Tamwood. I did not make this, however. Your thanks should go to Misaki.

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[neurotoxins]

Well, if I ever get the pleasure of meeting her, then I will be certain to thank her. Am I to understand that all of this is to be believed?

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[bluesteelbitch]

That is correct, Miss Tamwood. Everything in that guide is entirely, actually factual. My condolences for being stuck here.

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[neurotoxins]

Somehow this just goes right along with the rest of my life.

So, nobody back in our own worlds will notice we're missing?

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[bluesteelbitch]

Sadly, that is all too often stated here.

As far as I am aware, no.

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[neurotoxins]

If everything I have learned so far is true, it makes sense that we all come from strange backgrounds.

At least there's a small positive in that.

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[bluesteelbitch]

It keeps the place interesting in between strange occurrences, that much is for certain.

Yes, there is.

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[neurotoxins]

Have you experienced many of these strange occurrences yourself?

I would hate to see who would be killed due to my absence.

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[bluesteelbitch]

I have not, but there has been evidence of it over this forum. The most recent involved mirrors and wounds caused by looking in them. Fortunately, it seemed to pass me over.

It would be a pity, would it not?

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[neurotoxins]

Wounds of what kind?

You have no idea.

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[bluesteelbitch]

Seeping, growing wounds all over the body. The issue was whether or not one would bleed to death.

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[neurotoxins]

[Well, that's disturbing.] I see. How long did this occurrence last?