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Chapter 32

Decisions, Decisions

Mari Gold knew this was bound to happen. Even as our heroes approached and the smoke from the now burning Black Cat Inn headed up for the sky, the time for secrets was making as fast of a getaway that could be managed at the moment. Not that the succubus or her elven wife were planning to do such a thing currently. No, they would be staying put and face down their crimes. Though, their daughter was currently back to sitting in her corner. Especially after running out to help her girlfriend with that Wu Jen character. Doesn't stop her from giving a wave to her girlfriend in the meantime. She does get herself a wave back. Even if there was not a single thank you for her intervening and cutting down what could have been quite a lengthy chase. Which will be immediately canceled out by the possible damage done by that shitty gas-spewing doll. That's more speculation than anything for the moment.

"Welcome to the Shaky Walls Cafe, what can I get fo-" Mari Gold remarked, feeling Madame's hand slam across her face. Quite impressive, considering the height difference between the two of them right now. Oh. Getting up onto Ella's shoulder. Classy. Well at least till she landed back down on solid ground. "I told you that this wasn't our fault."

Madame let out a sigh, trying their hardest to not go off on the waitress. In between being 'misled' earlier and the whole mess with that stupid goop, there's more than enough here to go. Yet, they grab hold of Ella's free hand for the moment.

"Better, Maddie?" the artificer whispered, getting a nod from their 'lover' in return. Probably going to need to work on that one. Following time they're near that matrix, maybe they could bring Dave along and help me brush up on the various phrases that can be used to describe these sorts of relationships. Oh well.

"Yeah." Madame answered, gaze back on Mari for the moment. A deep breath followed. The other part is trying to hold it all together, their thoughts speeding off in a million different directions. Totally fair in feeling that way right now. "So how far back does this mess go?"

Words ringing on out, the other half of this equation exited the kitchen - Mari's wife. Still not certain on her name though. You would think one of them would know her name. Or perhaps that is her name in the first place.

"That's hard to say." she remarked, stopping right in front of our thief for the moment. "How old are you, exactly?"

Madame looked away, the other part of them choosing to think it over. Ella had to be in her late twenties, early thirties at least. Ignoring stuff like their white hair and old dresses, they had to be at least in their mid forties. But shouldn't they know the answer to that? This had to be a trick question.

"43." they answer, getting a nod from the elf. Turning to Mari for the moment and ignoring the rest of our still standing heroes for the moment, mumblings of something followed. So the artificer and thief joined their companions, partners following right behind. Guess we're playing the waiting game right now. Gives me a chance to make sure everyone is alright.

"A couple hundred years at least." Mari answered, just one more brick in this strange wall that is Madame's legacy. With the string of which that has been these last couple chapters, starting to lose their punch. Or maybe it's just the appearance of Melody that's thrown everything on it's head for the moment. Now that I think about it, probably a mix of both. "Give or take a couple of attempts by the descendants of Miss Yvonne's tribe."
Yvonne's gaze shot on over.

"It's Kirjaw." the barbarian answered, forcing me to take a couple minutes to sound that out to make sure that this combination of names actually works. It does, thankfully. Would be really concerned if that somehow didn't. But I digress. "Though, does the chieftain know about this?"
Mari shook her head. Considering how long this scheme was going on, I'm more surprised someone didn't break and just tell them outright. Better than Distant Harmony in that regard. Not that it's saying much or really fair for that matter.

"Your call on whether or not you wish to tell her." the waitress continued and got a nod from Yvonne. Then it's over to Melody. While the mystic was listening along with everyone else, she was more intent on looking about the cafe. "I don't believe we met before. Are you new?"

Melody nodded, finding both Mari's wife and her daughter on her for the moment.

"Uh… Melody." she greeted, taking the time to shift her kimono slightly. "I'm a drow. I'm guessing you're elves then?"

The pair nod and rejoin Mari for the moment. Was kind of expecting something more out of that conversation. I'll take this as a nice, welcome surprise of sorts. Even if that does still leave a lot of questions for us. Especially with how Marulyn was looking towards Yvonne. More specifically, her armor.

"I just repaired this." she muttered, circling around her girlfriend a couple times for good measure. "The seams of your gauntlets are all corroded."

Yvonne took a deep breath and turned to Marulyn. The rest of her teammates chose this as their opportunity to take a seat at a picnic table. Not entirely sure why they waited as long as they did. Probably could've done that after

"I ran into a gas filled building to save the occupants." Yvonne answered, gauntlets getting her attention for the moment. Then it's right back to Marulyn. "Is this fixable at least?"

The mage looked towards the gauntlets, sigh following right after.

"Unless you don't want to remove those, you're going to need to find a new pair or have me forge you a set." Marulyn answered and got a nod from the barbarian. "I'm fine either way."

Carefully, she grabbed hold. While there was still time needed to think things over, that could wait in that moment. Even if it did look more like our barbarian's hand covering up the other hand.

"I'll get you the materials." Yvonne answered, breaking away from Marulyn and joining her friends at the table. A deep breath followed. Love is quite a complicated thing. Easy to break, hard to nurture. But when it truly works out, it absolutely does.

With everyone now seated, Mari's wife returned to the kitchen. Which just left the other two to pass out our menus.

"No goop." Madame muttered, getting a nod from the waitress. While not very hungry right now (they had some those little cookies and cakes you serve with tea), it provided an opportunity to see if they would respect their wishes or not. "Some dirt for Kollmon."

Kollmon nodded, pushing her menu up. Thankfully, Mari was able to grab hold and pick it up. Would've sucked otherwise.

"Sndwich?" Bubbles asked, getting a nod from Marulyn. Then it's over to Phusitmon. Even though he's a plush rabbit digimon. And no, I'm not going to make that same pun twice. I've learned my lesson. Hopefully.

"I'll take a soup." Blaze added, Balamon slithering up to the dancer's arm and grabbing hold. "Guess I'll be sharing then."

Balamon nodded and watched his partner hand the menu over. Then it's on Ella and Cinemon, the former appears to have chosen to sit with Madame.

"I'll be sharing with Madame." the artificer explained and gave Kollmon a slight pet. Then it was over to Cinemon to do the same. Though, I think the latter took it far better than the former did.

"If you have a bone, I'll take that." Cinemon announced, getting a nod from Mari. Then we're onto our barbarian.

"Salad." Yvonne remarked, getting a nod from Marulyn. "And to answer your question, maybe I'll give you a bite. I'm still thinking things over."

Marulyn nodded and found Melody of all people looking her way. I think this should be okay. If not, Yvonne can get in between and settle this. Hopefully.

"Yes, I'm her girlfriend." the mage remarked, eyes glimmering for the briefest of moments. Did go noticed by both our barbarian and her partner. The mystic just nodded. Though her attention is on Munbimon for the moment. Wonder what that could be about.

"Though, I do need to show someone a proper kiss." Melody remarked, setting Yvonne's helmet on the table and pulling Munbimon over. The lips of the ghost monkey met that of our mystic's. Doesn't look too horrible, but that has to be very, very awkward. Especially after her initial shyness. Thankfully, the pair eventually break away from each other.

"I'm not picky." the mystic explained, realizing right after what she had just done. Red cheeks on full display, Perfectly valid in our books. Okay, it's more my book but I'm going to assume you get the general idea. "How about you, Mr Mister?"

You put me right on the spot. Personally, I'm not the sort of person to be into the whole dating thing. Though, I do have some colleagues who are on the lookout for a special someone. They've kind of been striking out though. More of their fault than their dates. Sometimes, the expectation is to not talk about dissecting a body. Even if they might somehow be into that.

"He's not interested in anyone." Melody announced, summarizing the information told to her from within. Then it's over to the menu. Dang. You're making me hungry. We just had dinner. Wasn't that good. "I'll have a salad as well."

Lumosmon flashed white. I'll take it that they don't want anything. Outside of a light that isn't their own, maybe. Hey. I'm trying to get a better handle. Even if it has been a string of failures right now. You would think I would have some kind of success eventually. Guess not.

With that out of the way, our waitress and her daughter headed off for the kitchen. Which makes this the perfect time to talk strategy. Well, a plan for the coming. Quite a lot has happened and now is as good of time as any to decide.

"Well, we now have all six D-Ventures to activate that dimensional matrix." Ella remarked, Melody right smack in the middle of her vision at the moment. Quite popular today. "If you don't mind me asking, how exactly did you and that Artisan guy get to Aldia?"
Melody looked away. While I did have to cut away to go over Madame in a bowl of soup earlier, that 'space ship' was on solid ground for the moment. Which could just be a large rock or an entire world altogether. The former would suggest dimensional space, while the latter opens up all sorts of possibilities. Taking a deep breath, she let her focus be on the group as a whole.

"It was some strange city. People may have lived there at one time." the mystic explained, deep breath following her statement. "Everything looked frozen in time. People, animals. Even the water from what Rantha showed me."

What. So you're telling me that Distant Harmony went through all that trouble to head down to Aldia when there's a perfectly good world that defenseless to destroy. These people are idiots at times, but they can't be that dumb. Right? Unless this world isn't quite a world, but instead lies outside of the regular worlds or something. I don't think I've ever heard of such a thing. Okay… Give me a second. Need to run this by a colleague. Sorry about this viewer.

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Okay. I'm back. It's likely to be some kind of parallel universe. Anything else of note, Melody?

The mystic made a quick glance to the ceiling, then it's back on over to our heroes. Closing of eyes followed, minds being linked up. Easier that way.

Once more, we find ourselves in a flashback. This time, we can see the titular spaceship in this strange grayscale area. The area in question appears to be a park, with a strange cross between a treehouse and a shop on the one and only tree in the entire area. Though, that doesn't explain the metal golem staring towards them. While it pays little attention towards them, might want to keep an eye on that. Wouldn't want it to tear up your ship. Probably will, given the chance. Oh right. Flashback.

"Is it always like this?" Melody remarked, Rantha just shrugging. Good to see asshole here is ever the moody one for the moment. I'm not saying that to poke fun of him, just that his behavior seems to come in only one flavor for the moment.

"As far as I can tell, yes." the Artisan remarked, mask already on for the moment. Melody's doesn't appear to be at the moment. Though that probably depends on how far they can walk. "Probably some spell or wish that went horribly wrong."

The mystic's gaze swiveled about. As far as her vision was concerned, there looked to be no sign of either such effects. If anything, this looks more like the result of an artifact or a divine act by some deity or someone's patron. Though, there isn't anything really here to suggest such dark magics. So probably the latter.

Then it's right back to Rantha. Except our Artisan here has decided to just head on for the moment. Didn't even make some half-witty remark. Man, someone must be pissed for the moment. Or just doesn't want to talk. Does take the time to kick a crate out of the wall. Gray and drab like everything else, there looks to be a marking - 'Criasu'. Wait. That has to be the same one that's mentioned in that letter. Okay, they make those golems and… crates. Okay, that can't be all they make. But that's beyond the point. Since we've come upon our destination - wooden box with a second wooden box put on it. Someone has put some glass in that one. Though, someone had gone through the trouble of coming over. Only to be frozen. So much for that.

Nonetheless, Rantha fishes that device out. Looks to be the same that Madame grabbed off of him. Looking back, that could have lasted a bit longer. Maybe even grabbed a rock and try to pass it off for the device. No, that wouldn't work. May be dumb, but he's not a complete idiot. Well, I hope at least. Been proven wrong quite a lot recently. Kind of fine with that, really.

"Get your mask on." he barked, getting a nod from Melody. Slipping a hand into her kimono, the mask comes on out. Still pretty as ever. Sorry. I'll keep my mouth shut for the moment. Putting on this unique disguise, the Artisan held his device in front of the glass. Silence fell over the pair, only to be interrupted by a soft 'chime'. Not the sort of sound you would be expecting to come out from a possibly dangerous device. To answer the obvious question, I was thinking a 'beep' or even a 'boop'. Okay. That sounds kind of dumb now that I put that down. Sorry.

'Opening Digi-port.'

The screen glowed white as both bodies were pulled on through. Glass didn't break though. Some kind of magical gateway. Though, that doesn't explain the appearance though. We're in the middle of nowhere. There's no fucking way someone would really leave something like this without something guarding it. Perhaps that's the intention of the robot.

Nonetheless, we're flushed back into reality. Food isn't quite here yet. Though, if I can say just one thing - let this be your decision. You have everyone you need to just rush back towards the gate and chase after Rantha. Though, running off for what an adventure without telling anyone would be in pretty bad taste. Just food for thought.

My link to them fades after that. Kind of wish there was a better way to talk to them at times. Fuck. I'm getting attached. Which means something bad is bound to happen to them and I'll need to start anew. Actually, let's not think about that. Does little good for the moment.

Before this inner monologue of mine could really continue, Marulyn and Mari come back with the plates of food. Oh boy. We don't have any sign of goop. Rejoice. Things might be looking up today. Actually, this day is beyond salvaging. The fire at Ella's Inn kind of solidified that. My bad.

"Here's your food." they announce and set the plates down. Mari made her way back to the kitchen, while her daughter chose to stick it out. Mostly in the hopes of getting herself a bite from her girlfriend. Not that I'm jealous. Just even more hungry now. Only have myself to blame.

"At least you didn't get more of that goop." Ella remarked, both her and Madame focus shifting to their plate for the moment. Currently, what looks to be a steak of all things has been plated. Looks to have been cooked in such a way that it won't kill you. Even then, the odds are in your favor. Only had one person die by poisoning this year. I think. Not the sort of thing that's really reported. The only reason I know that, since we had a cannibal on the staff. Not the best looking thing in the world. Though here, they could've at least been given proper utensils. That's just common sense. So is not giving your customers goop. Can't even do that right at times. Doesn't stop our two 'ladies' from digging back into their finely cooked piece of meat.

"I'm fairly certain that my mom was serving you whatever build-up was in the stove." Marulyn remarked, both Madame and Ella's gazes right on her for the moment. Then it's right back to the steak for the moment. Glad to have that mystery solved, Maybe? Nonetheless, this was also Yvonne's cue to dig into her salad. Standard affair, even if she does have a set of eyes on it as well for the moment. The same set that just dropped that bombshell to be exact.

"Please tell me this isn't your first meal today." the barbarian muttered, girlfriend looking away. Even more so when there's a forkful of lettuce coming her way. What, you five or something?

"Maybe?" Marulyn remarked, eventually giving into the temptation and having her bite. "Twank yoou."

Yvonne took a deep breath. Tempting as it probably was to remind her girlfriend to not talk with her mouth open for the moment, the thought of an excursion to parts unknown took precedence for the moment. When was the last time this crazy elven girl had left her side? Had to be some time when the pair had been children. Seemed like forever ago, but there was only so much life left within 'old' barbarian.

Setting her fork down for the moment, a deep breath follows. No use in dwelling on the possibilities right now. Lot better to ask right now and take whatever answer she got. Easier that way. Especially when the person in question is right in front of you.

"Marulyn, would you be fine with me going with my friends on a trip?" Yvonne croaked out, our elven mage's gaze falling to the floor. Reaching out, her hand meets the barbarian's shoulder.

"As long as you bring me back the required materials, I'll be fine." she answered, choosing now as her moment to head for the kitchen. Well, that's one now.

"Ms Rirjaw, your girlfriend seems like a nice person." Melody remarked, Yvonne's face turning red for the moment. That's twice now. A third time and it might look like this is purposeful.

"She wants to use as a suit of armor." Yvonne answered, getting a look from the mystic for the moment. "Yes, I'm aware how weird that sounds. Believe me. We both want it, to an extent."
I'm still debating whether or not one of them is crazy. Personally, their enthusiasm is quite infectious. Even if I'm not certain how exactly one would go about such a process really. Doesn't stop Blaze and Balamon from enjoying their soup. Looks to be some kind of beef soup, possibly to go with the steak that was prepared for our pair. No sign of any actual bones though. Guess there isn't anything left to give Cinemon. Maybe, it's sometimes hard to tell without moving my move. Especially since we're focusing on individual people for the moment. Back to the soup, Balamon was eating around the meat, taking what veggies he could get from the bowl of what is probably an absolutely divine broth. Could really use a snack at the mom- Oh. Thank you. Could've grabbed something myself, but this works just as well. Even if it just a single goodberry. Worst things to be munching on right now in the middle of the clearing out of the catacombs. Like the actual bones of a skeleton. It's not worth it, people. Maybe be like Bubbles and have a nice sandwich. Looks to be enjoying it quite a bit. Even if he is trying to eat it as refined as possible. Especially with that dress of his. Not a single stain on it. For now at least. Could easily change if he's not careful. Crud. Probably shouldn't even say that. My mistake. Which brings us finally to Melody for the moment. Getting a salad much like Yvonne, she's already finished the entire dish. Dang. While I would assume Distant Harmony at least fed you, but that's just crazy. Though, this could just be your first proper meal. So I'll cut some slack.

Melody let out a chuckle, our heroes gazes shifting over to her right now. Let me guess, this is somehow normal where you come from. Even if it is, this is still surprising for us.

"I'm kind of used to having little time to eat." the mystic admitted, setting her now empty plate with Bubbles's. That stack continued with Ella and Madame's, with Yvonne's following right behind. Which left Blaze and Balamon's soup bowl to top it all off. Didn't take too long for Mari to come back around and grab everything. "So, do we want to meet back up in a bit?"

Looking among each other, we get what appears to be nods. Great and all, but the question of where exactly to meet back up remained. Though I get the feeling that the answer to that is already crystal clear for our heroes. Making sure to pay for their meal, they get up from their seats and head for the exit. Then it's on their separate ways - Blaze and Balamon; Yvonne, Melody with their partners and Bubbles, Ella and Madame with their digimon. For the moment at least, we'll start from the top - Blaze and Balamon. Making a beeline for their home, our dancer's mind was running a mile a minute. How exactly would Dave react to such news? They didn't have any idea on how long they would be gone. Which was on top of leaving someone without much in the way of money or actual way to make money.

Yet, he took a deep breath as his home came into view. Dave was currently outside, no maid dress for the moment. Looking towards his boyfriend, he can tell something is up. Yet, the former grunts waits for him to walk on over. How nice of him, even if they are both bound to head inside right after meeting. Once there, the pair sit down onto the floor. For the moment, Balamon is hanging from Blaze's arm. Not the position I would've gone for, this works for now.

"Dave?" Blaze inquired, taking a moment to compose himself. No use in blurting it out right now. That would be less of an adult thing to do. Kind of juvenile. "I'm going to need to leave for some time. Could you… hold down the house for me?"

Digging into his pockets, out comes the dancer's gold bag. Dave took a deep breath, gaze not even focusing on the contents. No, he's focused on the person who showed him mercy. Then it's off to the corner to slip into his other outfit. Guess his answer to this simple is quite clear. Gold changes hands, a hug following. So much for that job offer from the other day.

"I'm guessing I have permission to leave the house then?" Dave inquired and got a nod from Blaze. Which was the perfect opportunity to slip his leotard under all of that. Might want to get yourself a proper bag at some point. Especially if you get anything more to carry. "Best of luck, Blaze."

The dancer nodded and headed for the door. Pulling it open, he made one more gaze towards Dave. There was something… comforting about seeing his boyfriend standing there. Someone who we'll be there when you eventually return.

"I'll take as much as I can get." he answered and gave a slight pat. Then it's time to head on out. Which is my cue to shift over to the ruined alleyways. Very little in the way of progress has been made, but that's more the result of such a disaster a mere two days ago. Which is where we find Yvonne and Melody at this exact moment. Their arrival has definitely gone noticed by the various children of the area.

"Was this your home, Ms Rirjaw?" the mystic remarked, already finding herself swarmed with children. She looks to be taking it quite well.

"Still is, even in this state." Yvonne answered and bent down to give a child a hug. She got a hug back in return. Then another. And another. Dang. Someone's quite popular for the moment. It as if they suspect something is about to happen. "I'm going to have to go somewhere. Marulyn is going to be in charge of protecting all of you."

Uh… you didn't tell Marulyn that. Though, I guess that can go without saying. So no problems there. Kind of surprising how receptive everyone is to this. I get wanting your heroes to get out into the world, but has everyone in this town been so content here that they don't dream of leaving this place? Kind of bizarre and almost, suspect to an extent. But I'll let it pass.

Yet, her words seem to reach the children. Even if their focus is now on the strange looking woman she's brought with them.

"That's Melody." Munbimon greeted, the mystic waving towards these children. A couple take the time to get off of her. Even if they do see it as an open opportunity to take a ride on Lumosmon. Uh… You probably don't want to do that. You could be taken away to somewhere less than great. Or something that's just as bad as that.

"Hi…" Melody whimpered, deep breath following. Third time now. Though turnabout is fair play here. Not that it was our ghost monkey's intention. I think. "I'm a Wu Jen."
The children stare towards her, unsure of what exactly she was talking about. If I didn't know any better, I probably think it was some strange alternate name you had just given yourself. So she closed her eyes and focused - air chilling and condensing into an icy spike. Said projectile fell to the ground, embedding itself into a patch of dirt.

"My training lets me do that, among other things." she continued, face blushing pink for the moment. Quite a number of orcs, succubi and other races had gathered for the moment, possibly curious on what exactly is going on. Perhaps they are seeing our barbarian off. Actually, probably a mix of both for the moment. "No, I'm not entirely how possible it would be to teach any of you that."

Sighs followed, but not for very long. The idea was quite clear on what was going to happen. Even if the people didn't quite know the specifics. Probably for the better. Though, one of the children handed off a small messenger bag to Yvonne. Wrong person, but okay. Even funnier is one could make out Blaze and Balamon making their way over.

"Time for us to go." Yvonne remarked, giving a wave as she turned around. Melody followed suit, the pair making a beeline for the dancer and his partner. Then we're off to the most unlikely of places - the sewers.

"Mommy, home!" Bubbles announced, hoisting his dress up to keep up his perfect record of no stains. Not that there's really any plumbing around here. Well, it's seen as optional or something. Ours isn't big enough to hide in. Keeps the undesirables out. But that doesn't matter for the moment. Mostly because our destination is right in sight at the moment. The body of the mother red dragon still laid there, shrine undisturbed. "Mommy?"

Madame took a deep breath, the other part of them taking control for the moment. Even then, there isn't much you can do right now.

"She's dead, Bubbles." the thief explained, getting look from Ella. Which fair, you could've explained that a hell of a lot better. "But we're ready to be your mommies."

So a mommy is something that doesn't fall under a gender. Good to know. Made a note of that. Ella's look softens, even if she is allowed to be a touch pissed to her 'girlfriend' just to decide that. Guess that works for the moment, if I'm told otherwise, I'll come up with some other phrase to call them. Nonetheless, this dating couple put a hand on the dead dragon. As good of a vow as any for the moment. Though, Madame did mumble something under their breath. Wait. What's that? A bag of gold. Would call that bribery, but it's more of an 'I'm sorry' for the inn.

"Keep it." Ella muttered, pushing the gold back over. "Money ain't going to solve much for a while, you idiot."

Taking a deep breath, our thief's gaze shifted to their companion. Think you should know where this is going right now. Won't even take the time to spell it out.

"Then what exactly do you want from me?" Madame answered, a sigh exiting Ella's lips for the moment. A slight shake followed. Nothing too violent, possibly to get the thief back on track.

"Nothing, you idiot." the artificer answered and let their hand reach out. Madame accepted the gesture. "For the moment, I want to get to know you - both of the true you's."

What looked to be a tear dropped from Cinemon's eye as Kollmon cheered our artificer on. Aww… Though, it's here that our pair take a moment to pay their respects. Then it's off to the mansion.

"Bye!" Bubbles announced, our trio and their partners heading back out the way they came. Which brought them right up to Blaze, Yvonne and Melody along with their digimon partners.

"Ready to do this?"

Nods all around, our heroes make a beeline for Madame's mansion. There isn't much in the way of conversation. No real need for that right now. Everyone has their weapons ready. Sure, that whole infusion trade might be a good thing to talk about, but I get the feeling we'll see a push for that soon enough. Especially if we're to see a counter to that Toxin infusion. Though, I believe in them. They'll think of something. I just know it.

Now at our destination, we head on inside and up the stairs. Turning to the right, we come up on the first of possibly many secret areas. Pushing on through, we're already to the dimensional matrix. Still impressive as ever, even if there is a bit of an echo to my voice for the moment.

"So we just need to scan our D-Ventures?" Yvonne inquired, a tentative nod coming from Ella. Guess my voice is coming through, more or less. Doesn't stop our barbarian from approaching the door and holding her D-Venture. A chime followed. Blaze was right next, doing a little twirl around to save some time. Another chime.

Both Ella and Madame were up next. Guess the pair couldn't decide who could go next at the moment. Doesn't really matter, mostly because they both got a chime. Did have to help Bubbles. Melody was last, shifting her kimono slightly and revealing the choker that was her D-Venture. Doesn't really matter right now. What does, was the door opening up and pulling everyone through. Closed right after t-

Notes:

Yes, we're starting out the year with a big massive chapter. Which is probably for the best, since my schedule is about to get busy. We're onto the digital world and to some extent - the digital dungeons.

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Next Time: Sure you can do something, but I'm better at it than you.