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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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No, take Coyote.

Silver, you may not remain here alone.

Screw you both. I'm staying.

[looks at Silver, then looks at the smols]

I wouldn't leave either. You can do what you think is best, but we're a team.

..........well, standing here arguing won't do. Can I text you later?

[whelp. getting pissed at silver instead. that's better than at asmodeus though right???]

What've you got to say that you need to hide from us? Huh?

[Dryly: You have my card.

I'll be in contact then. Thanks for the help, sorry about the trouble.

Yes, thank you for the card and your patience.

[ Time to start herding people towards the door!! LET'S GET OUTTA HERE ]

[Out out out, pushing everyone to the door that's straggling]

[you first champ]

[Fine. Going out the door.]

[gives Asmodeus a little nod and lets himself out last, closing the door firmly behind them]

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