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[idolpro]

[ The bar is unit-colored with light unit paraphernalia, although it's all just for show. Fortunately, comfort isn't part of the unit aesthetic this time—all seats are cushioned, whether the booth seats or the bar stools, comfy and lush. Idols can sit anywhere they like, it seems.

There's alcohol available, but everything else is locked behind the wall-cabinet. . . the recipe book is also available to peruse at one's leisure.

Ah—the door opens, and a fuzzy sort of shade steps in. It looks like idols will be serving the Damned, today. . . ? ]

RECIPE BOOK

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Re: Order 4

[identitypolitics]

...yeah. And I guess—well, I don't remember much about them, either. I don't know if you do.

Re: Order 4

[thisismagrave]

[He shakes his head.] I had one memory from a few years ago, but I was with uncle by then. I was training in the Coven and everything.

Re: Order 4

[identitypolitics]

...yeah, I guess—it's not that different a story, in some ways.

Re: Order 4

[thisismagrave]

[He nods.]

It was probably young. I'm younger then everyone else, so training had to start earlier, so they were probably gone then.

[There is a distant sort of sadness to it. Nothing deep, its too impersonal to be deep, but there is still a loss there.]

Re: Order 4

[identitypolitics]

[ a long sigh; a kind of quiet sympathetic ache. ]

I'm sorry.