Em glanced towards the coat a grin growing across her feature, "it's a friend's coat, and I'm fixing it for her!"
"Is that so?" Hisoka mumbled mostly to himself before grinning. So Z doesn't have her coat at the moment…interesting.
chapter 11
Z had got less than 20 minutes of lovely sleep before she was interrupted. The fucking asses.
She could feel someone else's presence in the room, and frowned into the pillow. There was more than one and she could guessed who broke into her room….. Again. She threw the pillow directly towards Hisoka face, he caught it with ease. "Your making this a fucking habit" she hissed not to please the Ryoden who had come to watch the match where standing in her room. She glared at them, "Who did you flirt with this time to open the door?"
Hisoka grinned, "Dear Z~ I didn't flirt with anyone! Feitan stole it this time" he pointed towards feitan, who shrugged with indifference.
She frowned, before getting out of the bed, eyes glaring at Hisoka, "you're an asre" she hissed, she was stood in her black underwear and usual silk shirt that was open.
Hisoka smirked, while besides him Nobu googled at her bare legs, his face turning red slightly. She saw the darkening face and questioned, "What?"
"Erm n-nothing!" Nobu shuttered quickly averting eye contact. She raised an eyebrow but didn't question further, it would be too much effort and she wasn't in the mood. She went to pick up her discarded pants off the floor, not noticing some of the looks the male's member of the Ryoden was giving her.
"We brought drinks!" yelled Phinks holding up to some plastic bags filled to the brink fill alcoholic beverages.
She quickly slipped into her pants, doing them up as she walked towards Phinks and the bags, she eyed them before sighing. "Since you're not going to leave, you might as well stay and have a drink"
Hisoka smirked, Z looked devious in her silk shirt, and shame thought he had hoped to fine her without it. He was quite interested in what the female was hiding behind the dark silk, he watched as she gestured for phinks to follow her towards the kitchen area. Once the blonde had settle the bags down his gaze moving taking in the room around them. It seems that his dear Z had started drinking already, he thought spotting the half empty bottle of whiskey on the table with a glass besides it. He smiled a plan already formed within his mind.
Z looked at the two bottles phinks handed her, apparently the group had got her two bottles of old whiskey as congratulations on winning the match. She read to the label and raised an eyebrow, "good taste, these are good whiskies who did you steal them from?"
Feitans appeared on her other side, taking some of the beer being placed on the couture. "A whiskey store a few streets away" he commented, opening the first can and downing the contents.
She nodded knowing the place, she moved away, leaving the bottles on the counter which phinks noticed. "You not gonna drink them?" he asked.
"I have a bottle already open, I will finished that first" inwardly hoping that the group would leave by the time that she finished to the rest of the first bottle. She could hold her drink yes, but she wasn't that good.
She sat back on the bed, with a glass of whiskey, Machi and Paku joining her with different alcoholic beverages, while the lad's loudly began drinking and talking. She turned towards the other females, "how on earth do you put up with them?" she asked, downing the glass.
"It's a hard skill to learn" Machi scoffed, taking a slip from her cider.
"You get used to it" Paku stated afterwards, looking towards Z with an interested expression.
Time passed, and she had finished her bottled of whiskey, while she neglected to go get the second, Hisoka who had been keeping a close eye on her the whole time, hadn't failed to notice the finished bottle besides her.
He jumped on the bed besides her interrupting the quiet almost non-existed conversation she was having with paku and machi. "Dear Z~" he purred a grin across his face, "I do believe in recommending this bottle next~" he banished one of the bottles phinks had brought for her.
She glared on the red-headed magician, "fuck you" she muttered silently as Hisoka grin widen, he chuckled before opening and pouring her a glass, which she reluctantly took.
"Hisoka get back over here, we haven't finished the bets yet" yelled a tipsy nobu.
Taking the opportunity she kicked the red head of the bed, Hisoka gave a chuckled unfazed by being kicked and passed the bottle to Z. she frowned but took it anyway, she had drunk over half of the seconded bottle before a slightly red faced shalanart appeared besides the bed, looking rather sheepishly as he opened his mouth only to close it again. Clearly to Z the boy was a light weight when it came to drinking and in his drunken state been asked to do something by the other members, her thought were confirmed as feitan snickered loudly watching the pair.
She frowned, as the boy try to speak again but was interrupted by a knock on the door.
Instantly the conversations stopped, as all eyes turned towards the door, Z rolled her eyes at their dramatics and stood. She swayed slightly the bottle and a half of whiskey had finally started to hit her system. She concentrated on walking normally to the door, trying to hide that she was in fact, abit drunk.
Hisoka grinned evilly noticing the sway, "she good at hiding it" he murmured quietly.
"Hmm?" responded a drunk nobu who was station besides him.
"Looks like the whiskeys finally hitting her~" he purred as she opened the door to a blue haired women.
Z looked at Em, who smiled knowingly as she peered into Z room, instantly spotting Hisoka and his red hair, "the natural red head!" she squealed, bouncing into the room full of surprised Ryoden members.
"This is Em, be nice" Z spoke before lying out on her bed letting Em introduce herself.
"Hi, I'm Emily! Em for short. I should have known you lot knew Z! You got the same kinda of vibe!" the girl chattered, "Z I finished the coat and I can't believe you started drinking without me!" the women wined. Her tone changing simultaneously.
"I wasn't planning on them being here" commented Z dryly sipping at her whiskey.
Em ignored her and turned towards Hisoka a grin across her face, "so natural red head.."
"Hisoka" Hisoka smiled. Z was glaring at him from behind the blue haired friend.
"Hisoka, sounds kinda mysterious…" she leaned forward only to be pulled back by a frowning Z.
"Em you should stay away from that bastard"
"But Z…." the women moaned.
"No, I not having to deal with him in your collection" grumbled, dragging the excited blue haired women to the bed.
"Oh, purple hair! Natural or not?" em asked spotting machi's purple hair.
"Natural, I advise you stay away from Hisoka he's a pervert" the woman responded, glaring at the red headed.
"Aww, poohey" Em pouted disappointed.
"And Em?" the blue haired women looked at her, "I'm not dealing with anyone here in your collection got that?"
The women pouted but nodded never the less, Z sighed, taking another slip of the whiskey. "soo, which club are you gonna hit after this?" Em asked, no missing the empty drinks lying about the room.
"I'm not" Z stated simply.
"That's not a bad idea actually~" Hisoka smirked, sitting on the bed on the other side of Em.
"Yeah I know a really good place!" Phinks yelled jumping onto the bed, shalanart, feitan and nobu following him. "Great underground club!"
"Please not that shitty place" frowned feitan. "If its 'warehouse', I'm gonna kill you"
"nah you like this one, it's called the graveyard" phinks said pointing a figure at feitan.
"What's with the cheesy names?" asked nobu, unsure of the idea.
"The clubs in an old graveyard or something, I don't know. Heard it really good, and underground people only." Phinks countered growling slightly.
"I don't do clubs" Z commented, downing the rest of the second bottle of whiskey. The liquid burning the inside of her throat. One bottle left.
"Come on Z it be fun!" the blue haired women giggled, her faces inches away from her own.
"No, I don't do clubs" Z frowned.
"Why do we settle this with a coin slip?" paku asked, seeing a future fight breaking out.
"Good idea" agreed feitan and machi.
"Here use this~" Hisoka produce a coin, "heads for going, tails for staying~" the man smiled.
Z already knew which it was going to land, Hisoka had that smile on him when he's up to something. She sighed a small frowned foaming on her face. "Heads were going~" Hisoka commented happily, showing everyone the coin.
"Fine..." Z grumbled, While Em giggled with excitement from besides her.
Hisoka smirked listening to Z undertone grumbling, he turned to phinks who was eyeing the blue haired women, "so how did you two meet?" phinks asked interested in the hyper women.
"Z helped stop a poltergeist in my shop!" the women smiled wrapping her hands around the frowning Z, "she's helped me get rid of my ex, now she comes by every so often to help out and stuff"
"What type of shop?" paku asked interested as shalanart figures typed away.
"Dark arts shop, it's where Z here got her coat from! She wears quite a lot of our merc, we sale all sorts! Skulls, dolls, voodoo stuff for witch craft. You name it we got it"
Z took a long gulp of the strong liquid of the last bottle which hisoka had handed to her. Hoping beyond hope that someone would end her here. Some of the less drunk members of the ryoden nodded, in understanding it was somewhere which they could see Z going to. Z eyed them her face neutral as she glance to her blue haired friend, friend such a weird term. She doubted she would get used to it anytime soon. What did friends even do?
Someone poked her, her eyes snapped into focus as she was dragged out of her thoughts, "what?"
"I was asking how'd you lot meet" Em repeated grinning, the room was stilled from the question. She sighed at the ryoden antics.
She shifted slightly, sitting more upright while her other hand ran though her dark hair. "We met on a job," the lie rolling off her tongue easily. Well part lie she had been on a job, so had they but not the same type of job.
"oh a job! Interesting, what typ-" she was cut off by shalanart.
"Dandcho and the rest are gonna meet us at the club" he stated words slurring.
Phinks and nobu jumped off the bed, "come on it won't take long I lead"
Z sighed, "Em where did you put my coat?"
"By the door, I think your fine it that! We're going clubbing not to some quite bar Z" the women pouted, standing in front of her arms crossed.
"Em…."
"Come on, it be fun" phinks comment from her right putting an arm over her shoulders.
"Yeah, and clubs are hot you're going to be roasting!" nobu commented from her left mimicking phink's body position.
Her eyes narrowed, arms folded over her crest, the almost empty bottle hung loosely in her hand, and she was getting annoyed. Above her head unseen by her, phinks gave nobu a look, which spoke mischiefs.
"We will wait outside while you girls get ready try not to take no long" the pair chorused, and in one swift movement, the pair planted a soft kiss on either cheek. Z eyes narrowed further as the men ryoden left the room her grip hardening on the bottle neck. She glared at Hisoka as he left giving her a knowing smirk.
She growled before dropping back onto the bed. "What is it with your bloody ryoden and giving me fucking kisses?" she hissed irritated.
Machi raised an eyebrow, "that's not the first time?"
Z sighed, looking at the purple haired women before ticking her fingers with each name, "no, it's now - them two on the cheeks, Hisoka kissed my forehead and kuroro…." She paused unsure how to explain it. Life was so much cheaper before she met these lot.
"Kuroro?" paku asked an intrigued look plastered across her face.
Z nodded, before taking another slip. Em sat next to her, watching her curiously. "What he do?" she asked.
"Erm… well…" she paused how would she explain it? "Kind of like this," she turned towards Em placing a hand in the other women's hair, copying the movement of the passionate kiss, she pulled away hand dropping. Em was giving her a sly smile but was unable to hide the blush.
"You would called that a snog" paku stated after the show, Z cocked her head at the women.
"A snog?" Z questioned.
The corners of Hisoka licks dropped for a second, as he listened into the conversion. He couldn't have that now could he, even though he said they could join in, he preferred to keep his toys to himself. He couldn't have someone else win their little game.
He strolled back into the room, "sorry to interrupted ladies~ but we better get going" he smiled a Cheshire grin.
"I just get my coa-" Z was cut off by Hisoka, who had picked the women up and slung her onto his shoulder.
"OH For fuck sake Hisoka, mind the bloody drink" she hissed at him, the liquid in her bottle threatening to escape with the sudden movement as they left her room in the tower. "Hisoka, why are you carrying me?" She asked, heading leading on a hand as she continued to be carried into the lift, machi, paku and Em following.
It seems that the rest had already made their way down to the entrance. "Because Z~ it's quicker this way. I know you won't try to escape~ and I quite like you over my shoulder"
"Fucking pervert" hissed Z in response. She could felt Hisoka hand on her upper thigh, just gripping underneath the curve of her bum, she frowned in distaste. His other hand held her waist making sure that she didn't try to escape, not that she was going to try. Way more effort than it was worth. Luckily, she still had her bottle of whiskey with her to keep herself company.
It was after the lift binged open and there were leaving the building that Z realised, "fuck I left my coat…you bloody did that on purpose didn't you"
"Whatever do you mean Z~" she could heard the snigger behind his mock innocent voice.
Before she could growl back, Em giggled earning a glare from Z. The blue haired girl smiled knowingly before skipping forward towards the rest of the ryodan. "You gonna lead the way?" she asked phinks who was giving her a strange look while his cheek turned red slightly.
Not that Z could see the interaction due to being throw over a shitty redheads shoulder. She took another slip from the bottle and sighed it was going to be a long night and she already guessed she was going to be drunk soon. Three bottles of whiskey in the system would do that to a person.
Hisoka resisted the need to chuckle at Z's sigh, and watched the rest of the ryodan. Phinks and Em were happily chatting at the font of the group, getting along like two peas in a pod. Shalanart had his head down towards his phone. Such a lightweight, Hisoka smirked, as the boy struggled to walk in a straight line besides an equally drunk but still could drink more nobu who was talking loudly to paku. Feitan and machi walked side by side, feitan looking bored while machi was lost in thought. Himself and Z took up the rear of the group as they walked towards the club, he took felt Z taking another slip.
Her tolerance to alcohol surprised him, it stood high with the illmui's tolerance towards the liquid, but he could tell she was slowly being taken by it.
Z could hear the loud music. She looked about still over Hisoka shoulder, they had felt the main part of the city behind, and were walking through what she guessed was a makeshift graveyard. She scowled, why the hell did someone put an underground night club in a bloody graveyard?
"Shit, they beat us here" complained nobu.
"You took long enough!" yelled uvogin.
"Hisoka, why are you carrying Z?" asked a cold voice that belonged to kuroro
"Because the bastard didn't want me to walk" Z commented sourly from over said man shoulder.
Hisoka chuckled, "dear Z~ you shouldn't say such foul words~"
"Shut the fuck up and let me fucking down now you cunt" responded Z emphasising each word.
Hisoka chuckled again, his smile widening as he put the scowling women down. She turned away moving towards the rest while Em introduced herself. Kuroro watched the scowling women, noting the almost empty bottle in her hand, the focused look in her eyes and the slight sway in her step.
"I see…." He spoke to no one in particular.
"Glad to see you in a different outfit today, what happened to the coat?" he enquired, noting the women change in clothing.
She glance at before crossing her arms, "some bastard I was fighting ripped it, got it fixed and would be wearing it but that cunt wouldn't let me put it on before dragging me out to this shithole"
He could guessed who the cunt she was refereeing to was, "the look suits you" he commented softly.
Her eye narrowed at him, frowning slightly, the comment not sitting right in the pitch of her stomach. She was in her usually outfit but instead of the long black coat she was wearing an open silk dress shirt, black to match was usually clothes. The shirt was open to reveal, tone pale skin and her bra/crop top that covered her breast but not the tattoo on her back. Hence why she wore the shirt….not that anyone else knows that or so she though.
Em bounced towards her grabbing a hand before dragging her towards the doors, kuroro following, it was then Z realise were she was. "Ah fuck…" she muttered earning a look from the following man.
"Z I can't believe were finally going out! It's been like forever!" the women giggled.
"Well I don't normally go out" Z commented dryly, displeased with the situation.
"I know I know," her tones dropped into hush words, "you have some really hot friends"
Out the corner of her eye she spotted kuroro smirking, that just made his ego bigger. "Please be careful Em, there not the sanest of people"
The other women giggled, "don't worry I know what I'm doing, beside you can help me"
Z frowned, "their off the list for your collection, all of them" she added the last part to make sure the messaged got across.
Em pouted, "I know I know, still..." she stopped talking as they made it to the rest of the ryodan waiting by the doors.
"You lot took your sweet time" complained phinks who was giving Em a weird look, there was something in his eyes that she couldn't quite work out, maybe it was part of the humanity she had left in a ditch somewhere.
Said women smiled slyly before bounding passed the surprised looking ryodan, "hi jeff! It's been soo long"
Jeff, turns out to be the bouncer, a large balled man who paled at the sight of Em, "Em, it's been awhile, Z" he nodded towards the dark haired women.
"Hey Jeff," she nodded response, causing the ryoden to look towards her with surprise.
"Em, drags me here all the time on requests" she answered the unasked question, they stared turning back towards the blue haired women, seeing her in a new light.
"These lot are with us!" Em giggled watching the interaction between the ryoden and her friend.
"Go in" he guested passed his shoulder but stopped Z, "try and behave Z"
"I'll try but making no promises" she glared on at the man, before Em grabbed her and dragged her thought the doorway in the club.
"We be in our usual place, hun!" Em called over her shoulder to Jeff.
"And I thought you didn't go to clubs" phinks smirked at Z.
"I don't" she grumbled, empting the last bottle of whiskey and leaving it on the side.
They sat down on what seemed to be the third floor in a large booth, Z was sat smugly between Hisoka and kuroro arms crossed and frowning at her predicament. Em had sat on the edge -very closely- next to phinks after ordering a round of shots.
Z sighed not at all happy with the decision to be LITERALLY carried into the club, and worse of all, she was getting pissed. She could feel the alcohol taking her system by the storm, someone was going too died tonight she knew it. She hoped it was hisoka.
"Dancho! I know what we should do!" Yelled uvogin, gaining everyone's attention.
"What?!" yelled nobu, annoyed at his friend for yelling in his ear.
"Phantom troupe arm wrestling competition! We got two people who can judge! We can't use nen abilities, only basic stuff its perfect!"
"Oh sounds fun, I will judge!" Em squealed with excitement.
The group turned towards Z, whose frown had deepened further, she sighed again not brothering to argue against it. "Only if someone buys me all my drinks tonight" she muttered.
"You're on~" purred Hisoka, giving her a Cheshire grin. Shit.
"Hang on, to make this more entertaining, every time you lose, you gotta drink" phinks added on to the end.
Everyone nodded in agreement and began to move. More drinks were ordered and brought to the table, Z seems to have been given the most….
She blamed hisoka. At least it was all for free.
Em sat in the booth while Z stood leaning against the table, both ready to judge. Though in Z eyes, she hadn't a clue what to look out for.
"To make it simple for my drunken mind, uvo you're going first." Z commented given the big man a pointed stare, telling him that he didn't have an option in the matter.
Everyone took it in turns against the big man, safe to say no one beat him.
"Uvo, who would you say the next strongest after you?" she asked, after everyone had taken their first drink.
"Phinks" he nodded.
"Phinks, you're up next"
This continued till everyone had a go, she wasn't actually too surprised in the results.
1st uvogin
2nd phinks
3rd hisoka (which surspied her abit))
4th franklin
5th feitan
6th machi
7th kuroro
8th nobunaga
9th shalanrk
10th pakunoda
11th shiuku
13th koprtopi.
Poor kopi was already tipsy from losing and drinking during the arm wrestling. Though at this point she didn't even care that she hadn't meet the poor guy, she was too drunk to even noticed the dead flickering above his head, one of the reasons why she drank so much in the first place. she had also heard that there were other he was one of the other members she had yet to met. Em finished giving the results, giving phinks the thumbs up and a cheeky smiles. Z could have sworn than his cheeks turned even redder and not because of the alcohol.
She was about to sit down when she was interrupted, by Em would had a Cheshire grin that would rival Hisoka's. "Wait! I think you should have ago!?"
"What?" Z questioned.
"Yeah you should have ago! It be awesome!" phinks agreed joining in.
"You got to be fucking kidding me, I don't own upper body strength needed for arm wrestling" Z snarled, arms cross.
"Then you forfeit! And that's gotta pay!" cheered nobu.
She glared at the spiders around her. "Bloody bastards…" she mutter sitting down in the seat facing kortopi, who would be her first opponent, it was safe to say she won without a doubt.
She won easily against, shizuku, pakunoda and shalnark. Nobunaga was harder but she still won. Her next match was kuroro.
Her frown deepen, as she eyed kuroro smirk.
"Fuck sake" she muttered, preparing herself.
The group had unknowingly gain a crowd of random bystanders. Some placing bets others cat calling, Z had blocked all of the voices out, having lots of practice in the art of ignoring.
But she hated being crowded round.
She hoped they all have nightmares after this.
She let out a quiet snarl, before glaring at the hand kuroro had placed out for her, gingerly she took it and waited. Nen flowing naturally.
"Tense~" Em sung, "go!" she yelled jumping to her feet. The drink in her hand sloshing out.
Stalemate.
Muscles locked in her arm, as either of them moved, still in the starting position. Neither allowing any room for movement. Nen danced around them, as they struggled.
She frowned, neck twitching, as she felt movement of something inside that should stay silent and still. She blinked, as she began to lose control.
She didn't want to lose, she wanted the bastard to lose his cocky smirk. Kuroro glaze was steady as he watched her face, she was frowning like the norm but there was something different this time, maybe it was due to the alcohol but he wasn't sure…
Then he saw it the shadows made by her hair and clothes, danced moving unnaturally. Her skin darken, the bones starting to brighten when it stopped. And the shadows foamed skeletal hands creeping towards him. Something he seen before, in the manor, all that long ago.
It disappeared, as his hands crashed down.
He blinked looking at the table, Z was glaring into nowhere, a scowl across her face.
She had given up he realise, stopped before anything else happened. He smirked, interesting. There was something Z wasn't wanting to show, and alcohol it seemed only made it worse.
"kuroro wins!" yelled Em, as Z sat back downing her drinks.
"Unlucky Z! You were soo close" nobu cheered.
Z stood moving away, "going to the toilets" she muttered, before leaving unable to hide the sway in her step.
Everyone dismissed it, and went back to talking, the crowd dismissing natural. Only two pairs of eyes noticed. Gold and black eyes watched the retweeting figure of Z – noticing the sudden change in her attitude.
Z clutched the sides of the sink in trebling hands. Her breathing ragged, her neck twitching.
Black eyes looked back at her though her messy black hair in the sinks mirror. She could see the skeletal hands and shadows dance around her shoulders. Whispering to her. I'm soo hungry… you should let us eat… they look soo delicious, we've not eaten it should a long time…. Why did you stop? We only wanted a nibble, we've starving…. Someone was going to die if she wasn't careful. "Shut up" she spoke softly to them. "Shut up. Shut up" she spoke louder this time. Let's eat, don't stop it… its inevitable… your hungry too we feel it, you shouldn't starve yourself….
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" she screamed, glass broke.
She blinked looking towards the mirror before her. It had broken into a spider wed of cracks some even dropped into the sink and floor before. She stepped back. A hand clutching her head, her body tense. "Not now… Go back, go back, not here not now…." she muttered, "I…..I like them"
She blinked breathing returning to normal, the shadows retweeting –turning back to normal, "I fucking like them" she repeated, a small smile occurring on her lips.
She hadn't smiled in a long time.
Her body relaxed, the hand holding her head moved to her mouth before dropping limply by her side. She leant against the cold wall behind her, head tilted towards the ceiling. Z stayed there for a good minute, leant against the wall thinking.
That was until, the door to the bathroom opened. A group of tipsy women- dress up and ready to club entered.
Z though that cue to leave.
She stepped back into the club, her face back to normal no hint of a smile lingering, music banging in her ear as her heels tapped against the floor.
The ryodan where still sat around the table she had left before, koproti had passed out, she noted as she slipped in-between Hisoka and kuroro, Em had moved closer to phinks (if that was possible), beside him feitan frowned into his drink obvious boredom.
She took the drink Hisoka handed to her, ignoring his creepy smile. "Feitan" she called gaining his attention.
"I know a place in here you would like, you interested?" she asked keeping eye contact with the smaller male.
He gave her a small nod, "I'm listening"
The corner of her lips twitch upwards for a second, anyone watching would have believed it was a play on light. She leant forward, gesturing him to do the same. Z whispered in his ear before settling back in her seat. Feitan without a word stood and left the table, heading down a set of stair.
"What did you tell him?" inquired Hisoka, sipping on his cocktail.
She shrugged, not answering his question.
Kuroro was quite besides her thinking of something Em had said before. Before while Z was away in the bathroom.
"You're worried about her?" Em had asked giving kuroro a curious look.
He stared back unsure what to say. "You saw it right? It's why Z doesn't really come out much and get completely smashed. Generally people die when she does"
"What do you mean?" inquired Hisoka.
"Well, last time we were here, seven people died. Ahh that was fun!" Em giggled.
"Why they die?" this time it was kuroro asked the question.
"You know she's a necromancer right?" Em asked, watching the pair with excited eyes.
They nodded and Em continued.
"She has demons, spirits ghost whatever you call them, under her control – those that shouldn't be allowed to roam freely in this world, when smashed she allowed them to eat…so to speak"
"Interesting…"
"Yeah! It is, she's the only proper necromancer I know! The reason she stopped was cause she knew those spirits-demons were gonna try and kill ya" Em grinned before quickly adding, "she most likely just realised that you lot are friends, she doesn't really get that stuff much"
Em words were swirling round his head as he glanced towards the raven haired women, necromancer…. The way she said it, made him think there was more to it. He knew about the zombies, ghoul and puppet like creatures created from her nen, but maybe just maybe…..
She could bring someone back from the dead, soul and sanity included.
to be continued...
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