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[lamortdeshommes]

[There is a click and then a loud squirting noise as Isabella is blasted with a jet of water. There is a shriek of rage followed by a crash as the comm is thrown across the room.]

Nod's son...

[There are footsteps, before sounds of the comm being picked up.]

Haine. We should talk. Very soon. Come find me.

Text: Locked to Greed [Unhackable]

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[sonotyourdog]

Like I would know where you are.

[lamortdeshommes]

My room, of course...

[sonotyourdog]

How obvious.

[He's on his way.]

[lamortdeshommes]

[Sitting on the bed, curled up with a copy of her Bible.]