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[ You have fallen onto a noisy street. After all the cold, the silence, the cacophony of city sounds blankets your ears muffles that feeling of abandonment. The street is dirty, and neon all around you advertises: Gambling! Fight pits! Come get your money's worth, restaurants, bars. They demand attention, and you could walk into any one of them.

Or, you might notice the alley ways before you enter. On the ground there's bodies: chalk outlines around those twisted at strange angles. Like crime scene photos, but you know how you got here. And if you look at the bodies too long, you can see the echo: shadows that are pale rather than darker, of missing wings upon their back.

The crowds on the street take no notice of you, or those bodies. ]

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[tilts his head and thinks about that, then waves silver over and gestures for him to take the gun afterall]

What can you tell me that isn't a waste of your time then?

[Notices the gesture, walking closer and taking over the gun]

Aries, is there anything I should ask him? Go ahead and type it out on your phone.

[ snide ]

I can tell you that if you wanna use that gun, it's not gonna point the way you want it.

[ That's probably not what you wanted to hear, huh ]

[makes a face at him, then opens and closes one hand in a 'talking' gesture, then lines up the tips of both of his fingers over the guy's eyes in a very clear 'i will gouge out both of your eyes' gesture]

"Don't need a gun, there's a hundred ways to kill you."

[it would probably sound cooler if he didn't have a tongue, but instead it sounds like a bunch of indecipherable garbled nonsense

anyway he takes out his phone and starts to type]

Turning you into a bug and stepping on you would be just as easy. I'm not really interested in hurting you though, believe it or not. Where is the closest TV station then?

[Waiting for Aries to hand him the phone]

Filming is off limits here without permits, you stupid fucks. That ain't our business here.

[ no TV stations, it sounds like ]

[he doesn't hand Silver the phone, he just holds it up in front of the guy's face

i get that it seems pointless to talk to liars. but we aren't can you cast a truth spell?]

What is your business here then? And where can we go that filming is allowed?

I don't do spells, it's fucking cursework.

[ Of all the insults! Geeze!!

He's ignoring Silver, because answering liars who have convinced themselves they're human is stupid and a waste of extremely painful breath. ]

[ROLLS HIS EYES, then types on his phone again]

help or die which?

This ain't topside.

[ ROLLS HIS EYES. ]

You give me a single falsehood, and I don't care how you've stopped up your tongue, that shit is gonna finish bleeding you out.

[actually smiles, satisfied with that, then types out

tell him where we're from and how find out who runs show pretty sure our enemy is same

this he shows to Silver]

[Glancing at the phone]

We're from a show where we have to compete in games and stuff, since you don't watch TV, you probably haven't seen it. We came through a crack that appeared in the sky and went through a bunch of gates. We climbed a staricase and jumped down a ledged a long ass way to get here.

We want to find out who runs the show we're on. Aries says our enemy is probably the same.

[ jesus christ why is he having his brainfucked liar talk for him.

But if any of that is true

Honestly.

He takes a moment, and intones: ]

Lord Asmodeus.

[ his voice reverberates more than it should— not that it's louder, but you can feel that name penetrate through you, soaking the walls of the bar, and spreading outward. Like the bass of someone's car that you feel more than hear in the distance, the call goes out like signal.

Calling, Lord Asmodeus. ]

[that does not, sound like what i wanted?????

but it's been done now, so jumps to his feet, looking around, alarmed]

We have to go. NOW.

[Turning the guy into a bug and grabbing Aries sleeve]

[ A little too late, unfortunately.

Because and then, there is a man in a glass-cut suit. He isn't precisely standing in the bathroom, you get more the sense of him looking at it through a pane of glass. Remote viewing, but you can see the reflection of it. He takes quick stock of the situation: the demon formerly trussed up on the ground and now a bug, Aries and Silver, and then he turns his head and, heedless of the walls, spots the other missing Wild City members.

He snaps his fingers.

And you are all in this room. Asmodeus is standing and he says: ]

Take your seats.

[ And regardless of your opinion about the matter, you do. ]

[WHELP. SITTING.]

[s..sitting?? are we still in the bathroom

can i sit on the bug?? fuck this asshole]

[ the bug did not come with.

And no you're now in this room, excuse my poor linking earlier. ]

[ Talon sucks in a startled breath when he appears. And another when he realizes just who is here. Weird how he recognizes someone he's never seen before!

He wisely keeps his mouth shut though, sitting and glancing nervously at the rest of Wild City. ]

[THAT'S DISORIENTING]

[staring at Asmodeous, then snaps his fingers]

Ooh ah haih! (You're the guy!)

[ Very disorienting, yes.

Asmodeus pours himself a glass of the liquor he has at the center of the mirror laying on the ottoman, and then places it down untouched in front of Aries. Sitting back on a chair, he says: ]

Well. I expect you have a story to tell.

I imagine you'd tell it better with a tongue.

[ He gestures towards the glass. ]

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