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!M.Rwq1Xuk2 05/07/12(Mon)17:35 No.19015021>>19014950 >>19014923 >>19014924 >>19014933 >>19014937
'You promised what?'
'Not to feed! Well, not to actively feed! Look, he was trying to boil my brains out of my ears, all right?'
'In the city?'
'No, no, just Mavensgate!'
Dawn nods. 'See, I told you Jeff is a reasonable bloke.'
'Granted, it could be way fucking worse,' Lena sits on the Orkøn chair, crosses her legs. You'd pay good money to- okay you better stop thinking such things. 'Well. Looks like you got off easy this time. I'm sorry, myself, all right... I should've explained this stuff to you, but I got hungry and went to have a burrito. Man, you're good at fucking off though! Couldn't find you the entire day. Had to rely on the guys from Summer to trace a phone next to yours and send you that message. But it ended in a good knobbing so no complaints, eh.'
'Don't mind Lena, she's had too much coffee. You asked about the Congregations. We are the Free Community of Psychs, and we welcome people who seem to have become Psychs without Bestowers. This is a relatively recent phenomenon, around a century old, so we're a young organisation.
'In terms of the Congregations, we have four of them. Spring does the support work, making friends. Summer is involved deeply in the society of normal people. Autumn are the police and the boring civil servants, and Winter are the fighters. Each court then has six offices, one for each solar term.'
'Your little new lay would now,' Lena says, looking at the pile of books.
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