[center][color=darkgreen][h1]Linkle[/h1][/color][/center]

[center][color=darkgreen][b] Level 7[/b][/color] - (14/70) + 1


[color=darkgreen][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Devil's Casino 
[color=darkgreen][b]Word Count: 242 [/b][/color]
[@Lugubrious][@ProPro]

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As Linkle threw her cloak back on and refastened it with one hand she reflected on how relived she was to see that Blazermate was okay too. So long as she was still around it was super unlikely that anyone else had gone down in the dead zone. In fact she'd overheard a lot of stuff that answered a few of her lingering questions, such as where their mysterious guild master had gone off too and that there was somebody in the room that had battled him before. So, seemingly free of the obligation she'd put on herself to go save the people in the Dead Zone she focused entirely on the current problem and that meant staying down here for a little while longer.

"Hey." she said, approach where the Courier was having his little pow-wow with the cup headed guy, stopping momentarily to gawk at the big tv faced robot. She tilted her head curiously. "Have we met?" she asked it. 

"Wait, I shouldn't get distracted." she said, shaking her head and turning back to the cup head. He certainly looked like he belonged to whatever weird noodle like species the guild-master belonged too. "You know that dice headed guy? I"M asking because, look." Linkle proudly held Pirouletta up to the Courier, Gaige-Tron, and Cuphead. "I captured one of his friends, so I was hoping you'd be able to tell us if she's lying when we ask her some questions."