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[blackulahunter]

I died this weekend.

And it turns out Rummy and Triana are missing, with a pretty damn good sign that it was by force.

I am not in a good mood.

...And if I ever hear anyone diss necromancers ever again, I'm going to kick their ass. Thanks again, Orpheus. I owe you a lot.

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Comments

[dramamancer]

I would do it for any of my friends. You do not owe me anything.

I must prepare. I shall call the flaming wrath of Agamotto upon those who have taken my Pumpkin!

[blackulahunter]

Like hell I don't! You brought me back from the dead, man. I have to at least get you... like... buy you, buy you cupcakes or something.

I thought you might.

[dramamancer]

...Cupcakes would be acceptable.

Do we have any sort of plan, perhaps?

[blackulahunter]

Beyond showing up and killing the dude? Not really.

[smokingmerc]

Not enough time ta call the Geese in, but I'm fuckin' comin' with ya. Don't even fuckin' try ta stop me, I'll fuckin' go in alone if I 'ave ta.

Putain de merde!

[blackulahunter]

I wouldn't try to stop you. I need guys experienced in taking out bloodsuckers. If you show up at Rummy's we can go from there.

[peter_white]

What's that like, dying?

Er, that is, if you don't mind me asking...

[blackulahunter]

Everything gets really quiet. You just sort of... fade out.

[peter_white]

And...and nothing happens afterwards?

[blackulahunter]

I don't remember. But that could just be Orpheus' magic. I mean, Orpheus says there are places you go. Hell, he says there're places he's been, so I believe him.