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[galacticboss]

[Uncharacteristic fumbling at the keys, then silence for a moment before Cyrus speaks. He sounds extremely ill, in pain and on the verge of collapse, though more ... energetic than usual, and is accompanied by the fluttering wings of his oversized bats.]I am ... not ... well

Comments

[bentorequests]

Where are you?

[galacticboss]

In my lab, of course.

....

Private
[directions: in the woods]

[bentorequests]

Ah.

{Private}

...I'll drop by.