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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Who: Intensity and whoever
Where: Around the hotel
When: Day 146 afternoon/evening

[One nerdlord is out and about the hotel and surrounding area, lugging around a metal briefcase as he is on the lookout for various people he needs to catch up with.

If you do manage to catch him while he is in transit, it is very obvious that he is missing his robot arm, has bandages covering one eye, and doesn't seem to be in too big of a hurry to deal with either right now.

He also seems grumpy, but hey - what else is new?

'Sup, Imeeji. How is your Day 146 going? Hopefully better than his.]

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Text to Shrike

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

CEO: Got a minute?

Re: Text to Shrike

[softlyfalling]

sad bird in snow: I do.
sad bird in snow: Should I meet you somewhere?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

CEO: Come by FiN.
CEO: The door is open.

[softlyfalling]

sad bird in snow: Be right there

[ minutes pass and: ]

[knock knock]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[The door opens for her. As does the next door past the snake pit.

Intensity is sitting at the cube table in the FiN common room, folding his arms and looking up as she approaches. He is missing an arm and bandages are covering one eye. And it looks like he probably hasn't slept. But otherwise, he looks like normal grumpy Intensity]

Glad you could make it on such short notice.

[softlyfalling]

[ not having slept seems to be going around, here.

in spite of the weather she's also wearing a long-sleeved jacket. ]

Hasn't really gotten busy again, yet, thankfully. Glad to see you've returned.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Yes. And even mostly whole.

[Gestures toward the seat across from him]

Sit. We have a lot to talk about.

[softlyfalling]

[ she takes the offered seat. ]

It does... certainly seem that we do.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

So tell me how much you know about everything that has happened, and we can start from there.

[softlyfalling]

Precious little, but—what happened to Tokyo-F involved some kind of "angel" attempting to assist Nemesis and... I don't know who else, in rescuing all of us from the production. Something involving Absinthe and "cult sacrifices."

And, ah, sometime during our leave from Tokyo-F, some of them attempted to rescue the angel from peril. Which... I gather went. Poorly.

Do I have you to thank for Nemesis's return?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Thank is not the right word. They still needed to have Hell infusions in order to be... rebuilt. And I imagine they are all fucked up from the ordeal. But I'm the only one indebted to a demon at the end of day.

[softlyfalling]

...that's... quite a debt to be responsible for on one's own.

Still, ah—we'd rather have her back in this condition than worse, and I think I speak for all of avante in saying so.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Of course. I'll have to reach out to her later.

But moving on to why I brought you here---

Let's get you up to speed.

A few weeks ago, a group of idols were approached with a plan to re-open the gate to the rift where we met an angel a while back. A ritual was cast but only some of us made it. Those that believed in Heaven found themselves on Heaven's spaceship. Those that didn't found themselves in Lady Liar's prison for attempting to escape the production.

[softlyfalling]

"Lady Liar" would be... oh. I think I know, but—sorry. Heaven's... spaceship?

[ sorry WHAT ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Yes. Heaven's spaceship. Apparently it had a little map of Tokyo-F inside. Big warning of Bel's demons for the Game Tower and the hotel.

And little red dots moving around marked "human soul" with warnings for demon corruption.

That kind of spaceship.

[softlyfalling]

[ long pause ]

Like... from that "space" game? Some kind of... sorcerous vessel?

...also I have no idea who Bel is.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Writes on a scrap of paper: BELIAL]

Prince of transgressors. Tokyo-F actually belongs to him. And the Game Tower. He's another Prince of Hell. One that handles all the tech. But he has no patience for humans.

Anyway, the group that made it to Heaven's spaceship did indeed manage to contact the angel from before.

[softlyfalling]

Ah, thanks... I really feel like I'm not very up to speed at all.

And that was why... whatever happened to the city happened? And where the crater came from.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Yes. Apparently the angel was trying to free all of us and crash landed in Tokyo-F in an effort to---

I'm not sure. But anyway, it didn't work. He got captured by the higher ups.

And Tokyo-F was taken down for maintenance.

[softlyfalling]

...so that's why they felt like they should try to rescue the angel.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Yes.

I was part of the group jailed for lack of faith - I'm sure you're surprised. But I met up with that group after the jailbreak.

And they were indeed looking for the angel.

[softlyfalling]

Well, that's between you and your god or gods or lack thereof, I suppose.

How did it... go wrong.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

They managed to perform a ritual to summon the angel and found he was being held in the House of Mirth. Ask Cardigan what that means. They'll be able to fill you in.

But in the meantime, three of the five of them got mind-fucked with pinpoint amnesia by a different fallen angel. They couldn't remember anything about the angel or their mission.

This is when they pulled me in to see if I could find the location of the House of Mirth for them.

[softlyfalling]

That one I do know—Cardigan told me about it early on, in case it ever comes up again.

...ah, that's persistent of them.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Of course they did.

[Laughs]

Cardigan's prepared like that.

And yes, persistent to a fault. But security wasn't having any of it this time so the angel showed up again when we went to Lady Liar's penthouse.

And wiped the floor with us.

No hard feelings on my side though - he was just doing his job. And he was a pleasant and chatty fellow, all things considered.