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[Apr. 25th, 2011|01:23 pm] |
In this rather exciting time, I figured I had best let you all know that I am skilled in healing magic. If anyone needs me urgently, just let me know or simply find me at [London address]. It's likely best for me not to join a fight, but instead to heal the survivors. |
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[Apr. 25th, 2011|01:53 pm] |
WORST BIRTHDAY EVER.
But at least everyone I know is still doing okay. Let me know if you need help, I'll come find you. |
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[Apr. 25th, 2011|04:32 pm] |
Hey, uh, Mikey? Angels and other heavenly people? Hell, demons if you're playing nice?
You guys know Minos, right? Like, judge-of-the-dead Minos?
He kinda seems to be sitting in the Zocalo, the main square in Mexico City. He's already killed a buncha soldiers. We should maybe get on this, I'm thinking. |
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[Apr. 25th, 2011|07:27 pm] |
Brendann's gone.
Shop's still safe and Quorra's still there if anybody needs a haven.
If anyone needs me before this is over, I'm going to be at home. Drinking. Heavily. |
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[Apr. 25th, 2011|10:03 pm] |
this isn't fair.
nobody wait up |
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