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[madintheblood]

[Zelos is walking down the sidewalk, heading back to the Coves from having been downtown, clubbing. Her face is a little red, but she otherwise doesn't appear to be intoxicated. She runs a hand through her hair before beginning to dictate a letter aloud.]Dear Template

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[gredn0tforge]

The one with the road, I assume.

[madintheblood]

Thanks, kiddo. That's real helpful.

[gredn0tforge]

I do try.

[surpraizepitaph]

Are you lost, Miss?

[madintheblood]

Sort of, yeah.

[surpraizepitaph]

Where are you trying to go? Let me see if I can get you re-oriented.

[rendingblast]

-- Uh... you're... lost?

[madintheblood]

Pretty much.

I knew what street I was on just a bit ago, but this part doesn't look familiar.