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(prev) Kimaris tried very hard, but ultimately failed to not laugh at Miriam’s blunt dismissal but didn’t add to it, instead she coughs and straightens, turning to Mike briefly. “Check in with Allocer in the church, they can assign you a group,” she offers before turning back to Miriam with a nod, leading the group away towards the world portals.

Mike sighed as he watched the group head out. At the very least, visiting the church interested him.

He set out, asking nearby cultists for directions. 

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Reverend Mike was indeed in, working at the desk with his laptop. Of course he never liked to be bothered while working, but recognizing Teddy's voice, he'd rather it be him than any of the other bozos here. "Come on in," he called back.

Once Teddy entered, he glanced up at him from his laptop. "What's up?"

Doctor Walters was in a bind. There was was only one material that was guaranteed to work for the CAPT Uniform Project. Yet it was a forbidden fruit dangled above his head for years.

There was no way Lord Hater would let him harvest it from the only easily-accessible source and obtaining it another way would be a journey through hell and back.

The only soldier who was usually willing to help him with dangerous missions— aka his brother— wouldn’t stop at refusing. No, he’d block his efforts to leave the ship too. Fortunately, there was one person who was:

Competent

Could be convinced to join him and

Cared just enough about him to be trusted yet not enough to become overprotective.

So Theodore found himself standing outside the main vestery’s door instead of heading straight to his tailoring duties. He put enough effort into his knocks to make himself heard before asking, “Mike, are you there?”

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(prev) "Nothing wrong with assuming." Larry grinned before he began motioning at Cyrus to come over. Upon getting his signal, Cyrus began making their way over to the janitor with his cart. And the exact moment they did, Larry quickly rummaged through his stuff until he found his wireless headphones; a very important sensory item to him that just so happened to be the same headphones Thomas saw from when they first met a few hours ago. "Alright then," He spoke at a normal volume this time once the headphones were on his head. "Let's head on over to our spot now!" He then proceeded to lead the way once more, this time to where the three were going to hang out for the night. Once they were there at the exact area, Larry sped up and presented the two their hangout spot. "Ta-da!! Our table!" It was a table that just so happened to be in one of the least popular seating areas in the food court. And while it wasn't too far away from the current crowd of people, Larry hoped they didn't mind and made themselves comfortable.

Thomas floated over to an empty seat and pretended to sit on it. Just to help him feel normal a little bit. But he still wasn’t comfortable enough to be seen just yet. 

To give the two a sense of where he was, Thomas spoke up and said, “This is a nice spot. What’re you gonna get for dinner, Larry?”

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(prev) Kimaris smiles at that. “I hope you’ll enjoy the use of it,” she hums. “Do you need to do anything before we head out? We’re all ready to go.”

Miriam sighed and faced away from the group. “Yeah, one moment. I’m waiting for something…” After waiting for about 30 seconds, she started to mumble a countdown. “Five… Four… Three… Two….”

Just then, Mike came into view as he rounded a corner. He spotted the group and hustled a little faster toward them.

“Ah! Thank you for waiting.” Once he reached the group he leaned on his knees to catch his breath. “I’m ready, I’m just—“

“I’m uninviting you,” Miriam stated, to which Mike straightened back up and gave her an exasperated look.

“You need to go get the saucer before something happens to it. It should be where we left it.”

Mike slapped his forehead and groaned. “Shit, the saucer!” 

It was an important task. Not only was it their way home, but he was the one who signed the requisition form for it. If anything happened to it, it'd be on his record.

He gestured toward the patrol group. “But I can’t go alone! All of my weapons were taken.”

Miriam nodded. “So go find your own group.”

She turned back toward Kimaris. “Okay, let’s go.” 

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(prev) Focalor nods, but seeing Mike was in a hurry simply offers a nod. “Have fun,” Kimaris hums, “It’s likely where you left it unless some form of monster came upon it,” she says. “For travel to Darkwood we’ll be using a transport portal, and then travel back through the Ichor system,” she explains.

Mike hoofed it to his guest room. Once there he filled his pockets with extra notebooks, pens, cameras, batteries, and anything he thought could be useful. Then he took off towards the front of the temple, hoping he would catch the group in time…

Miriam seemed unbothered about the possibility of a monster ruining their saucer. She could probably figure out how to magically piece it back together or something. The problem was, however, that there would be nothing to fix if they aren’t able to find the saucer. Retrieving it will be a job for her brother.

“Oh, okay,” Miriam replied. “Bishop Shamura was telling me a little bit about the Ichor system. I look forward to seeing it myself.”

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(prev) Cyrus wearily smiled at the ceiling, happy to hear that Thomas, to their knowledge, didn't mind their presence. "Likewise. I'm just delighted that both me and you are doing something different for once." They then watched from the distance with Larry's cart right beside them as he was seemingly approached by the invisible ghost. "O-Oh! Uhm.." Larry took a quick look around at the people behind him, making sure nobody was paying any attention to him before he faced back towards Cyrus' direction. "I.. was planning on bringing it over to our table." He whispered.

“Oh, okay! Just checking. Didn’t want anything to happen to it,” Thomas replied.

He realized Larry was whispering because he didn’t want it to look like he was talking to thin air, which was fair enough. He hoped that the table he chose was secluded enough that he could feel comfortable showing himself. 

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(prev) Larry happily nodded. But before he could leave with the two, he turned on his phone one last time so he could give Norman a call. When he picked up the phone, Larry gave Cyrus the signal to start following him. And just like that, the three were off, with Larry leading the way as he talked to his partner. And since he already knew his way around the skullship pretty well, it didn't take them long at all to reach the food court. Larry immediately left his equipment behind and started exploring around to find a good spot for him and his group. Once he found a somewhat secluded and empty table, he rushed back to where Cyrus was standing and motioned at them to come over as he called out: "Hey guys, I found a spot!!"

Thomas stared at the janitorial equipment, wondering if it would be fine just left there. He then realized as Larry was looking around for a table, he had a brief moment alone with Cyrus.

“Hey..,” he said gently, mostly as a reminder that he was still there. “I’m glad you could join us.”

Thomas then followed Larry when he came back to wave the two over. He caught up to him and asked, “Excuse me, Larry? Will your cart be okay where you left it?”

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(prev) Focalor nods. “Gotcha,” they take the log and hum, looking at the Morsci books. “Learn anything interesting?” they ask as they go to where Shamura had left the log. Kimaris perks as Miriam addresses her and claps her hands together. “We’ll be happy to have you then! How have you travelled around here so far?” she asks.

Mike nodded. “I’ve learned a lot! The Lands certainly have a rich history,” he mused, though didn’t offer more details. 

With that, he had collected everything he needed to and headed toward the exit. “Thanks again bud!”

Miriam considered the question for a brief moment, then shrugged. “We’ve just been walking around.”

Remembering something, she put her hand to her chin. “We drove a spacecraft here… Not sure what happened to it.”

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(prev) Thankfully for the pair the cultists were busy elsewhere with administrative work this early in the morning, and the one who wasn’t had been giving Mike his space. As he scrambles to collect things however they approach. “Want some help with that so you don’t get left behind?” From the voice Mike might recognize it as Focalor. Kimaris was, as Shamura said, at the front of the temple, finalizing some supplies as a group of four cultists stood near her, waiting to head out.

Mike turned to face the familiar voice and took a moment to remember their name. “Ah, uh, Focalor right? Help would be greatly appreciated,” he smiled.

He pushed two Morscri books toward them. “I’m returning these, I know Bishop Shamura kept a log. Might be around here somewhere.”

He then collected two Old Script books and jotted down their titles on a piece of notebook paper. He ripped out the page and handed it to Focalor. “I’ll be taking these out, if you want to add them to the log.”

Mike then began gathering his various notebooks and writing utensils, leaving the books for Focalor to collect.

Miriam approached the group. “Excuse me, Kimaris? Bishop Shamura said I could come along.”

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(prev) Larry took one last glance at the time on his phone and sighed. With the current pace the three were going, there was no way he could meet up with his other friends for laser tag in time before the clock struck 8:30.. ..However, the more he thought about his situation, the more he calmed down when he realized it wasn't like he was going to miss out on anything, anyways; in fact, he was already about to hang out with two brand new friends! And so, after standing there for a bit with his blank phone in hand, Larry shook his head and lifted it up to look at Cyrus (since Thomas wasn't visible). "Actually, you know what? I think I-I'm fine with missing out on laser tag." ".. Which means we can chat for much longer!" He beamed. "I think I like that a lot better, to be honest, hehe.." "Oh! That's.. Marvelous news." Cyrus swallowed as they tried their very best to match Larry's happiness to some degree. Deep down, their concerns still persisted, but they really wanted to give this a shot. After all, Larry wasn't a target, and they had zero intentions of making him one.

Thomas was relieved that Larry wasn’t too torn about missing laser tag with his friends. His enthusiasm was infectious. 

“That’s great! Lead the way, then,” Thomas chimed. 

He diligently followed after Larry as the group made their way to the food court, occasionally glancing at Cyrus to make sure they recovered from falling down those stairs alright. Once there, he waited for Larry to pick out a place to sit.

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(prev) Shamura waves to bid her goodbye but chuckles softly upon her quick return. “She’d be out near the front of the temple organizing a patrol to accompany her.” they explain.

“Thank you.” Miriam left. 

Instead of going straight there, however, she hurried over to the library. Once there, she quickly spotted her brother and approached him. Mike was indeed entranced in a text and had multiple other books and papers strewn about, but perked up once he noticed her.

“Hey Mir!” He took on a mischievous grin. “How was breakfast? What’d you have?”

“It was fine. They gave me cereal,” she curtly replied, much to Mike’s disappointment and confusion. 

“Just cereal?”

“And some berries, but I gave them away. Why do you care?”

Mike sighed. He figured he should’ve known better than to try and trick the Bishop of Wisdom.

“Never mind.” He looked down at the text he was reading, then glanced around him to see if any other cultists were near him, then leaned toward Miriam and whispered, “Hey, do you wanna hear my theories about this place?”

“When have I ever answered yes to that question?” she replied, cold as ever. 

Mike propped his head in his head, miffed. “Alright, then what the hell are you bugging me for?”

“I’m going with the Head of Health on a patrol of sorts. To Darkwood. I guess I’m inviting you.”

Mike’s spirits were immediately lifted again. He looked at the mess around him. He’d like to continue his studies, but he didn’t want to spend his entire visit just doing that. He wanted to explore, too. 

“Ah, sure! Gimme a minute to put some stuff away and get stuff from my room and—”

“Hurry up. Meet us at the front of the temple. Don’t be surprised if we leave without you.”

With that, Miriam swiftly left Mike behind and departed for the temple entrance. Once there she looked for Kimaris.

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(prev) Shamura nods. “That’s where I saw him last at least, we had breakfast together then he went to continue drinking in what our texts here have to offer,” they confirm.

He’s so predictable.

“Thank you,” Miriam said with a short bow. “We’ll see you later.”

She turned toward the door, and then yet again, turned back around to address Shamura once more. “Do you know where I might find Kimaris?”

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(prev) “Of course, you’re more than welcome, she also mentioned you’d like to participate in a sacrifice to me,” they give a chuckle of amusement. “I’m sure she’ll factor that into the journey as well,”

A bit bashful, Miriam awkwardly smiled and looked at the ground. “Ah, okay. Great.”

She turned and made her way to the door, then faced Shamura again. “And I assume Mike is up, right? Where’s he at, the library?”

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(prev) Shamura considers it a moment and hums. “Right now Kimaris would be preparing to go to Darkwood to collect more herbs for our stocks, as well as check in on the latest developments over there,” they explain.

Miriam seemed to mull over that for a minute, then looked back up at Shamura.

“Would I be able to go with her? I could help. And it would be nice to collect ingredients for my own supply.”

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(prev) "I.." Cyrus looked at Thomas as if he read their mind, and then at Larry with a deep frown. Oh, if only he knew of their current dilemma... Eventually though, after much inner debate, they took a deep breath and turned to Thomas. "I appreciate your offer, Thomas. I really do," ".. But I must try and get out of my comfort zone for once," They insisted before walking towards Larry. "Starting with befriending this tall and kind watchdog right here." "M-me?" The janitor pointed at himself before he began blushing at their unexpected remark. "Gosh, you're way too kind.."

“Ah— Oh! Okay,” Thomas responded with an uneasy smile. He still wasn’t sure about this, but he rather recklessly wanted to believe everything would be fine. So he went along with it.

Once more he vanished from sight. “Alright Larry, let’s get you some dinner!”

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(prev) The Crown meets her gaze and Shamura nods. “Correct, I get the feeling you two will get along quite well, she’ll be here for dinner tonight alongside my brothers,” they explain.

“I look forward to having dinner with them,” Miriam replied.

She stood quietly with her arms behind her back, watching the high-ranking cultists sort papers. Soon she asked, “What’s Kimaris up to at this time?”

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(prev) Shep nodded along thoughtfully - tilting their head at the mention of Thomas being reanimated. He made a mental note to keep an eye out for another ghost - perhaps they’d trap it in a circle of salt if they spot him.. He opted not to bring up his own ‘disposal’ - a story for some other time maybe! “Oh, I’m sure he’ll show up. Everybody makes mistakes! I’m very grateful you’re back, Cas. Oh, I’m a little jealous!! To see purgatory face on… you most certainly are devoted!” They stumbled slightly on their cloak as the two traversed the halls - barely righting themselves in time to avoid falling flat on their face. “What else have you been up to since you’ve been back?”

Cas sighed and stuffed his hands into the pockets of his spectral robe. “My only wish is that I could’ve gotten to go to any of the hells. But the lines were so long…”

He perked up when Shep stumbled on its cloak. After all this time they still never got an appropriately sized one... “Careful! Especially when we get to the stairs.”

“Since I’ve been back, I made fast friends with Professor Trismegistus. We share a similar passion researching the supernatural! And they’re really smart,” Cas said with a smile. “Other than that, I’ve been testing out the extent of my ghostly abilities.”

He looked at Shep, his eye wide. “My favorite thing to do is to possess unsuspecting dolts. I can make them do whatever I want! I can ruin their lives in a matter of minutes! Being a ghost is great.”