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[sisterswitch]

Hey, everyone - Jack here. Or, I guess some of you might know me as “that evil lying bitch from Dualis who only cares about herself.”

[ahem, that’d be jane. not that jack’s still holding a grudge or anything.]

Anyway, the important thing here is that Navi asked me to pass on a message to the group, which is that they’ve picked up on a passenger who is in a great deal of distress but too far away to get a clear link of communication. In other words, one of our merry little band is missing and having an aggressively bad time way out in the woods.

So, consider this a roll call. Time is meaningless out here in the void, so nobody knows if it’s 10 o’clock, but do you know where your partner is? Who’s missing, and who wants to go rescue them from the big bad scary possibly haunted forest?

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[adaptiveimmunities]

[Nailed it. He smirks to himself and leads the way deeper into the woods. It's not long, though, before the creepy feeling intensifies, and Shaun starts to slow down.

He's totally not scared.]

...Did you see something?

[betterhavemammoney]

Where?

[He whirls around, scanning the treeline, backing up closer to Shaun.]

[adaptiveimmunities]

[Shaun backs toward Mammon, pushing down his usual discomfort at being close to people. He's starting to get creeped out and he points into the dimness where he'd seen a too-tall shadow moving.]

That way.

[betterhavemammoney]

What was it?

[He turns in the direction Shaun's pointing in, instinctively grabbing at his shoulder to pull him closer. It's a gesture he'll vehemently deny if asked about later.]

[adaptiveimmunities]

Too tall.

[He shivers.]

Dark and too tall.

[betterhavemammoney]

[He pulls Shaun close to him protectively, crouching over him and peering into the woods.]

What was too tall?

D'you wanna leave?

[adaptiveimmunities]

The shadow.

[Shaun does not want to admit that he's scared. At all. But he super is.]

...We can go if you want.

[betterhavemammoney]

Which shadow? Where?

[Mammon doesn't know what they're up against, and while he may be great and powerful he doesn't really want to tangle with anything else that could be -- that's not being scared, right? It's not fear that's making him hold onto Shaun, it's just being sensible, right?

Right?]

D'you wanna go?

[adaptiveimmunities]

[He does want to go. He doesn't mind zombies, but this isn't zombies. It's the wrong kind of scary. He moves back toward Mammon.]

...Yeah. Let's go.