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[b]"Wait what? What even is a Justine? Or like, Vi? Wait, no, don't tell me. I don't even care. Buncha flavor of the week losers, yeah?"[/b] Askefye spat out burning phlegm. This sounded like a lotta thinking, a lotta big moves, and honestly, she was already busy enough trying to pretend that the Mint didn't have Big Plans[sup]TM[/sup] for her. She came to Penrose expecting a fun, chaotic wasteland after the majority of normies evacuated, meaning that both monsters and monstrous girls could go wild, but now it just sounded like a convoluted chessboard where everyone played against everyone else in increasingly complicated, intersected plots.

Tch. Definitely triggered her, in more ways than Beacon. Though if that made a big war outta everything, she supposed it couldn't be [i]that[/i] bad. Probably maybe. She pat her stomach. It wasn't really empty, but it wasn't really full anyways, and the locust harvest was good around this time of year, for at least one of the dimensions that had trade contracts with the Overcity.

[b]"Yeah, closest entrance is like, twelve kilometers over there. Through the forest, by the trash river, under the bridge."[/b] Total bullshit, really. The bridge just had a hunchback troll who had a fascination with human milk.

Askefye snorted cinders, her nose clogged but at least not bleeding. She turned to Vivi soon after. [b]"Now gib dinner.[/b]