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side: hell
[ The light which spread everywhere intensifies, gaining not just brightness but color. It focuses with its intensity, golden lines swarming your vision. And where the gold coalesces, it leaves space between with a black that opens out like a sea, sweeping across your vision as your eyes adjust until you can see the truth of your new surroundings.
The golden bars are not the gates that welcomed you in.
They're the bars to a cell you've been dumped in with your unfortunate compatriots. A cell that sits in an inky sea of darkness, broken up not by light across objects in your vision but by brilliant colors each so solid that the darkness cannot cover them up. And, in your vision, guarding the cage is a figure, with six wings, each as golden as the bars. Their eyes are a milky expanse of white-blue light, emanating outwards, like they've caught you in headlights.
A jailer's keyring sits at their waist. ]
The golden bars are not the gates that welcomed you in.
They're the bars to a cell you've been dumped in with your unfortunate compatriots. A cell that sits in an inky sea of darkness, broken up not by light across objects in your vision but by brilliant colors each so solid that the darkness cannot cover them up. And, in your vision, guarding the cage is a figure, with six wings, each as golden as the bars. Their eyes are a milky expanse of white-blue light, emanating outwards, like they've caught you in headlights.
A jailer's keyring sits at their waist. ]

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[ Her words might be cheerful but she says them with an anger that more or less ruins the nonchalance she might have been aiming for ]
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[ Honestly, between Leo making a distraction of himself and the stunt Kohime and Intensity are pulling, he's just waiting for both guards' attention to be off him. ]
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[ Well, as long as he keeps talking, it looks like he'll keep her attention.
Especially since she just wrote off Leo ]
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Who said I'm pretending? Just because you caught us doesn't make you the real bad guy.
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Bad guy? What are you, a tv addict?
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Just. Watching for the next time one of them reaches into the cell ]
The opposite, in fact.
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[ Depending on how you prefer your time bending, he might witness John saying he wants a call and being taken out of the cell
He passes straight through the bars, as if they're not there at all ]
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[ Hmmmm interesting. ]
Do we each get a phone call?
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One each. That's it! No more.
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[ Checking to see if he got left with anything useful—a knife he brought tucked in his pants, his medkit + invisibility potions, cell phone ]
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Shouldn't you be glad that we did? It made the job of catching us easier.
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I will be taking my phonecall now.
[ And. Bringing all his stuff with him. ]
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The door slides open to let him through to make his call ]
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Cool.
Okay, getting one of his invisibility potions and... ...eyeing the phone...
Picks up the receiver and, rather than dialing any number, just says: ] Asmodeus, pick up.