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[abduxel]

[The fellow on screen is a new face. There's a small waver in his voice if you listen closely, but only at first. He sounds almost American in an old-timey way, but has a faint accent impossible to identify. He appears to be a normal guy in his mid-20s, perhaps a little pale. He's well-dressed, sort of; he's wearing a full, all-black suit, but it looks a little over-worn. There's glamour magic hiding the two demon horns on his forehead, and so instead most people will just see two small bumps. He seems a little bit exasperated. His ID reads "Matthew Lin."]

So, [clears throat] seems I'm in Virginia. Not exactly according to plan, but then it never is, am I right? Doesn't seem to be the case for most of you guys, either. One hu - person - leaking from her face, just, water, all over the place. I asked why she was doing that, and if she would show me Snapchat, and the look she gave me nearly banished me on the spot. Really, give a guy a break, it was just a question. People's attitudes these days! Unbelievable.

In any case, if anyone a little more well adjusted would like to discuss some things, I've apparently got all the time in the world right now and I'm feeling a bit ... disoriented. I'm finding my normal communication wires have been cut, so to speak, which, by the way, I don't terribly appreciate. Also, the job I've been assigned! Who do I talk to if a job description conflicts with my, er, religious beliefs?

You won't believe the week I've had.

Anyway, what is this thing? [The video jostles around like in a 'found footage' movie. He's hitting the communicator lightly, which comes across as loud booms in the audio, and turning it every direction to look at it.] Is this an iPhone?

Comments

[corviform]

He owns a club, actually...

[abduxel]

Of course he does. How many people has he enslaved there?

[corviform]

He doesn't have anyone enslaved!

[abduxel]

Yet.

[corviform]

He's not that kind of person.

[abduxel]

Oh really? How well do you think you know him?

[corviform]

[ The question gets pause on Gil's end, a little longer than he intends.

It's true that he doesn't know Loki all that well. The trickster god no doubt harbors secrets from Gil.

But it isn't as if Gil doesn't do the same. ]

Well enough. [ He affirms. ] I don't know what the gods or Loki is like in your world, but this one has helped a good number of us before.

[abduxel]

I would never trust any God. You should believe me there.

[He scoffs.] He helped you because it helped him, I guarantee it.

[corviform]

I doubt there's anything I could help someone like him with.

[ He shrugs. ]

You probably won't believe me, but it's all true.

[abduxel]

They feed off your belief in their abilities - like vampires, but not for blood.

[corviform]

[ That's... actually a bit alarming, though he still attempts to shrug it off. ]

Like I said, maybe in your world.

[abduxel]

[Dismissively,] It's your funeral. Hope you never made any deals with him.

[corviform]

[ Oops. ]

Sorry, I don't think I should continue this conversation.

[ But Matthew's succeeded in planting some doubts in Gil's mind. He won't admit it, however. ]

Good luck with your job or finding a new one.

[ Disconnects. ]