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[It's hard to tell what the gentleman is thinking as a pair of sunglasses cover half his face. From the tone of his voice it's easy to tell that he's exasperated, tired and pissed off. He's dressed in a very expensive business suit that is currently a bit singed, has some blood on it, and very rumpled. Clearly someone has been busy before they arrived here and hasn't had a chance to change.]

Another kidnapping? Really. Don't you people ever get tired of it?

I have to say it's pretty good for a kidnapping. I mean, I didn't even feel the transfer and that's damn hard to do.

[He pauses and looks around to get a better sense of his surroundings.]

Are you fair folk? It doesn't feel like Faery.

[That said, he shrugs dismissing the matter out of hand. Faery or not, he's still been kidnapped after all. That's what needs to be dealt with.]

Anyway. It'd be best to let me go back right now for everyone's sake. My father will be pissed off when he finds me missing and his temper is already frayed and my fiancee will be pissed off and her temper is even more frayed.

This seems like a nice place, if odd. So instead of pissing off the god of the dead and the warmage just let me go home and I won't mention it. This will save a lot of lives in the long run.

I've got enough on my plate already.

Please, don't add any more.

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I'm sure. I've never met one here.

There are deities here, though, and they seem to run things.

Deities generally try and do that.

[His father does run things. More than people realize.]

Here we end up with all sorts of curses and stuff.

No one knows why they deities do that, but they do.

Are they drunk?

[Honestly it's the first thing that pops into his head.]

I... don't think so.

But they do often seem very happy about not so nice things.

And they don't try and get you to worship them?

No.

I don't think they care what we do.

Or what happens to us.

That's... wrong. [Even his father - the evil man that he is- cares about his people.]

[And there's a shrug.]

It's just the way it is.

But the City's not a bad place, really.

Everyone's nice to me here.

The curses can be really hard sometimes, but they usually only last till midnight.

[While the dereliction of duty of these deities clearly irks Theo, he's going to let it slide for now.]

Why wouldn't people be nice to you?

And what are these curses?

Because I'm... I'm not always quite right. I don't always understand things right.

Oh, all sorts. Sometimes you turn into an animal or a little kid. Sometimes they post bad memories of your on the Network. Sometimes bad or scary people show up or you end up doing things you never would and you can't stop yourself.

All right. [What do you say to that one?]

I.... have had some stuff like that happen to me before.

[Drunk Ritual Mages are fun!]

Really? Have you been here before?

My brother in law to be is a ritual mage. Despite our constant pleading he tries to cast rituals while drunk.

Results can be ... interesting.

I'm... not sure what all that means, but it doesn't sound good.

I'm sorry.

Ritual mages ... they're the really smart folks poking at things Man Should Not Know to discover how the world works. Usually have at least two Phds.

So they can do rituals that summon things, open temporary gates, transform things. It's all maths.

Adrian when drunk does little rituals. But doing math while drunk... sometimes one plus one ends up equaling negative pie.

One time at his birthday party he ended up trying to show off a new spell and turned us all into chipmunks.

Oh.

That's all way too complicated for me to do.

[But then there's a giggle.]

He turned you into chipmunks?

Me too. That's why I majored in economics.

Yes. The entire team. It was a fascinating three hours.

I'm not sure I'd like to be a chipmunk.

I've turned into a deer, here, though. That wasn't bad.

It was ... interesting. Especially since a few of us were also drunk.

A deer doesn't sound too bad.

[And there's giggling.]

Drunk chipmunks.

[And more giggles.]

Actually it was kind of fun. I loved being able to run through the woods so fast!

Trever's familiar ended up walking away with him. We didn't find him until the next day.

It sounds a bit freeing. Did you think you were a deer?

His familiar what ended up walking away?

Well, I knew I was Rain, but I also knew I was a deer. If that makes sense.

Maybe it doesn't 'cause I say things wrong sometimes.

His familiar. She's a cat. He uses her to help with his spells and communing with the environment.

You thought you were always a deer? Like it was always your natural form? Or you had your human intelligence at the same time you were a deer?

Oh. Like witches in stories?

Um... You ask lots of hard questions.

No. I was me, but I knew that right then I was a deer and it felt right to be in a deer body and I knew what deer knew, but I was still all me inside.