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Come on we’ve had this discussion you know the payment
" *grumble grumble* "
>A scratching noise emanates from Omnius’ door. Opening it reveals a dog with red stained paws.
He opened the door with hesitance, expecting there to be another flock of birds that some mysterious strange would drop on his lawn. This was quite obviously not what he laid eyes upon.
The red stain on the lusus' paws was concerning. Too bright to be rust. His own lusus hissed in the background.
"A lost mutt, hm? I might have some kibble in the back. Some bandages, too."
He didn't think this blood to be anyone else's.
I think they might be a bit more than friends…
What do you know about him, if anything?
"NΩt much, thΩugh I can't say I've dΩne much lΩΩking intΩ him. Why, is there sΩmething yΩu wΩuld like tΩ knΩw? Things can be arranged."
-Using the power of Halloween (and Soliel’s help) grants Moreto the ability to Exist for one night-
Happy Halloween
(Asaego @ Omnius)
Glad to see you still around my teal brother, like damn, you vanished. Also…where is your weird hood thingy? i mean, nice suit, where can i get one!! i wanna be fresh and ☧osh, too!
"...."
He shouldn't be surprised that a pawn would step out of line. Hackers, spies, they were the hardest to reign; they thought the world was at their fingertips. No, that world was not theirs to own. Asaego learned of his true identity, somehow. Omnius didn't want his hands getting dirty after such a chain of success these past few nights. He would have to phone another connection later to make sure Asaego keeps silent-- whether or not the silence should be permanent is another question.
For now, keep the facade up.
"Ah, hello Sir! There's a fine tailor shop in the uptown Bright Lights district. They sell a plethora of business-esque clothing and even tend to custom orders. If you'd like, I may give you the address. Though, I hardly get any visitors without much reason in my work office. To what do I owe for this encounter, Mr. --?"
[Asaego writes "Teal Swagger" on Omnius' forehead] - Asaego
"Why... thank yΩu, AsaegΩ. I cΩuld nΩt have gΩne withΩut this."
>A message pops up on Omnius's phone
>It's from Lysander
Heya mother fuckerr haven't heard anythin' from ya in awhile, ya good? Ah got a little update on our fun lil' side project apprently an old friend of mine is gettin involved too, maybe we can kill two little rats with one stone :0)
Omnius was nursing a headache when his phone lit up with a familiar name. Curiously, he read over the message, then sighed, unsure if he was in the mood. This better be good.
Life Ωnly gets busier my friend. I'm listening.
Ooooomnius can I borrow $5 to get a soda for my headache
He nods softly and slides over a five dollar bill.
