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[frightfulfusion]

George's Strange Day

::Sora arrives at a mostly empty cafe and sits down in front of a woman with dyed lavender hair. Placing the white plastic cargo container.::

This was an annoying job, ma'am.

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[hououformation]

It wasn't that hard, was it? It's just an old burned book...

::Adjusts her glasses.::

[frightfulfusion]

I got shot at. With hotdogs.

[hououformation]

Hotdogs.

::Deadpan response.::

[frightfulfusion]

::Takes out a piece of pocky, and chews on it.::

Hotdogs. Fired by a top line modified sniper rifle.

[hououformation]

That's. Definitely odd.

::Lays a bit on the table in an oversized jacket.::

Can I take the package, which I assume you got?

[frightfulfusion]

Sure, as long as you have the money.

[hououformation]

::A cute red mechanical pet walks out from behind the woman's chair, and leaps up onto the table. ... Yen pops out of where its mouth should be.::

[frightfulfusion]

Thank you, ma'am, but please don't hire me again.

I don't want to be shot at by hotdogs, again.

::Takes the money, counting it, sliding over the plastic package.::

[hououformation]

::Takes the case, opening it, and gingerly takes the book out.::

Thought so.

::Looks at the half burned cover, mouthing the words, quietly.::

"The Prophecies of Flame" by Yamamoto Suzume

[frightfulfusion]

::Gets up and pulls out more candy.::

So, if it's not too nosy before I leave. What's so important about that book?

[hououformation]

::Looks up, sighing.::

Mostly it's the memento of wayward long gone youth, Mr. Shiunin.

::Smiles.::

[frightfulfusion]

I can understand that a little. Anyways, take care, don't ask for me again if it involves hotdog guns.

[hououformation]

Of course.

[frightfulfusion]

::Gets up, and leaves.::

[hououformation]

::After Sora leaves, the woman rummages through her pockets, and slaps down two other books, that read...

[The Prophecies of Flame]
[The New Prophecies of Flame]

... flicking through the books, comparing the three.::

Noriko, it doesn't matter what you do, the end is nigh for this world, for the Twin Lords have decreed its demise.

Now let's see...

"Behold the birth of the uncrowned king, who comes for his throne in dread Kaddath..."
"Behold the ascension of the uncrowned emperor, who comes for his throne in the holy land of Domino..."

::Occasionally patting the red robotic pet, before pulling out a piece of scrap paper, running her finger over it.::

"Behold the birth of the uncrowned queen, who comes for her throne in blessed Carcosa."