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[missusboss]

Happy belated birthday, Fox. I thought about popping up out of your cake in something skimpy, but I realized all of your friends might've preferred if I was actually baked in it.

How was the party?

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[m1jac0ge0]

I don't know. Food isn't so scarce here now that they've resorted to eating vampires. The kid in charge of this squat seems partial to Hot Pockets, actually.

How are you? I'm.... aging, I guess. A year older. I bet there's some higher ups in Washington gnashing their teeth at the thought they still can't get rid of me.

[missusboss]

I'll show them gnashing teeth.

I'm still among the land of the living, although I'm not sure that's entirely appropriate here. I hope they (whoever 'they' are!) aren't keen on eating my kind! It's supposed to be the other way around, isn't it? Stick with the Hot Pockets, please!

I could do something about the aging problem, if you like.

[m1jac0ge0]

I don't think Juno'd be too keen on me living foreverrrr. Besides. I just don't think I'm the type. Capes and spanish moss drenched castles... it's so not my style.

[missusboss]

It isn't mine either... although the manor was festooned in ivy. Does that count?

And Juno is more than welcome to join you.

[m1jac0ge0]

Oh God. You'll never believe what Hoa just dragged in? Remember Father Vincent, that greasy little priest who's one of the locals here?

Man, I remember when I first met him in The City. He was trying so hard to play evil henchman to that god-thing, Xulchilbara. Sending me evil posts about foxhunts. Foxhunts. Can you believe it? Sheesh. Now it, it was formidable but him? All he ever did is whine to me. Alessa was mean to him. Henry Townshend doesn't love him. Blah blah blah. God, was it ever boring.

[missusboss]

...he's there? With you?

[m1jac0ge0]

Well, not with me per se, but he's here,yes.
Something wrong with his hand, I think....

[missusboss]

I'm sure there is. A knife wound perhaps? You'll have to ask Sullivan about that one.

Do me a favour and... keep him there. If he gets away leaves, let me know?

[m1jac0ge0]

Metropol. Old theater on the corner of Bachman and Finney. A group of Japanese kids are squatting it. I guess they call themselves Strega? I don't know what that's all about. Some kind of Asian glee club or whatever it is.

[missusboss]

I might stop by, then. Say hello. Once I'm finished here...

Just... let Juno know that I'm not actually coming there to make you a vampire. I don't need a pickaxe stuck in my cranium, plzkthx.

[m1jac0ge0]

Do you think if the day came I decided I just had to get undead to get me some of that Edward Cullen sex groove going on she'd hate me for it?

[missusboss]

Oh please. In my world we'd consider the Cullen brat a miscarriage. He wouldn't hold a candle to you, sweetheart, trust me.