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[prinnyvulcanus]

[In the Sea of Acheron, you may recently come across a beach that looks like it was the site of a battle.]

[In the middle of it you'll find one Prinny relaxing.]

[Hey, even he's allowed a vacation once in awhile. Even if it must be in the...Netherworld.]

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[slapwithpanache]

[A Prinny enjoying himself? Clearly, this was against all rules of the Netherworld. Having made her way to the Sea of Acheron for some reconnaisance, Bow glances down at the sunbathing Prinny and smiles. She flickers into view and glides along the beach.]

Why, good afternoon, sir. Enjoying the sunshine?

[prinnyvulcanus]

[The Prinny glances at her, figures it's just a ghost, and then turns back]

As a matter of fact, I am.

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[slapwithpanache]

Lovely. Have a wonderful day.

Sorry, 2/2

[slapwithpanache]

[Bow glides off and leaves Vulcanus to his tanning. Or burning. She wasn't sure if penguins had melanin. About ten minutes after she's left, however, something strange begins to happen. Slowly -- extremely slowly; it was barely even noticeable in the first minute or so -- the sunshine begins to dim. If, at any point, Vulcanus chooses to glance up at the sun, he may notice that it has taken on a sickly green hue. Also, it has a face. A grotesque, grinning, monstrous, stretched, unnatural expression that grows sharper and sharper in clarity as the moments pass.]