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Sloane's safe. Kelith is... somewhere. Unconscious. But safe. And those bastards won't be coming anywhere near here after what I did. Hah.

Travis. When can you come fix this?

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... What did you do?

I don't entirely remember, but it involved a lot of darkblades and the destruction of the information district of their capital.

On your own?!

You act as if I had an alternative.

You should know, you were there. Geez, what kind of thanks is this? I save your asses and you're all telling me I'm still crazy.

Gods, my head...!

They fucked with my head first. And threatened the entire realm. I think I can fuck with their city and be perfectly justified.

I... Er... what?

Hypnotism. I was brainwashed, for lack of a better definition. Fix it.

... Christ.

Sure. But try "please".

Fucking hell...!

Please. My head is on fire.

[Yes, this is Travis, stunned.

...

Clears his throat]

Yeah. 'Course. Uh... your room. This'll probably knock you out for a day or two.

That show reminded me of a dear friend.

Shut up, Sable. I'm not in the mood to put up with you.

I see how it is. When are you ever?

No particular time I can think of right off. Guess you're out of luck.

I... where would I be without you?

A quarter of a notch saner, but short one realm, I think.

♥ Thank you, nonetheless.

And you?

Migraine from hell. But fine otherwise.

How are you?

Well enough.

... You know, I haven't bothered you in a long time. I'll track you down when I wake up, I think.