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[mythonpc]

Yes, again, Sokar. You'd think he'd understand that his position wouldn't really allow him to survive long. Especially not where lovely Ella, with her fine brown curls and cold, cold hands lurks. Who put him there, though? Who thought it safe? Is someone really to blame

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[overhard]

Not Castor.

Not Castor.

[overhard]

Give him back to me. Right now.

[mythonpc]

As you knew him? As you should remember him?

No.

[overhard]

What in the fuck does that mean?

[mythonpc]

Read again. The words aren't going anyway. Neither are you.

[meaningnothing]

You better be joking, or I'll find you. And Pollux is no where near as scary as I can be.

[mythonpc]

Egg-child, your words don't match your actions.

You are not Clytemnestra, not the axe-wielding wife. You get taken.

[stormful]

And what am I, that you take my son's brother (who is my son, too)?

[mythonpc]

But Castor was not your son. Without Pollux, you wouldn't have cared.

You are a shadow of your former self. Even less than that. You are mortal.

You can be killed now. Thanatos must be over the moon.