† 146 [audio]

[holymadonna]

Excuse me, but what is the situation with mending as the deities requested? Do we have more information? Has someone managed to escape? Thank you.

I implore to those who find themselves in a familiar landscape to remain there, don't try to escape by destroying the door. You will continue trapped, however the accommodations will be traded by

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[favoritetraitor]

Lilith? Are you alright?

[holymadonna]

I am. Please don't worry about me and tell me how is the situation in the City General.

[favoritetraitor]

The City in General seems stable enough at the moment, aside from the showers of blood raining down from the 'sky'. Where are you?

[holymadonna]

Blood rain? How strangely prophetic. In a crypt. I used to be in a familiar room, but I decided to try to escape from it.

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[nomad_priest]

[Abel tried to feel around for people and found himself trying to figure out exactly where they were at the moment. Where exactly were they?]

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[jiyuna_togabito]

[Aion gave Lilith, fiddling with her device, a quick glance before looking about the room again. First his own world, upon Eden even, then outer space, and now... The sinner lightly sighed and adjusted the glasses on his face as he continued to study where they were. He thought perhaps he would find some clue behind the Architect's words by going through that barrier but it seems there was more to it then he thought. Fooled or not, he had to take a chance at finding out what was beyond. And to think... he grinned amused. He would end up with these two of all people. He averted his violet eyes towards Abel to see how he was taking it. Both seemed clueless as he was. He clenched his teeth as he had a feeling those bastards had lead him to a dead end. What to do now...]

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[holymadonna]

If someone has new information, they will tell me.

[Lilith said, rising from the bench to walk towards Abel, she reached for his arm, still concerned about the sight of the room they used to be in.]

How are you feeling, Abel?

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[nomad_priest]

Sometimes I wish I didn't fall bottom first into anything. [He stood there, rubbing his very abused rear side.] Every time, without fail, it's my rear side. Tres would have caught me.