The level of familiarity matters not. And the letter was a security risk, so I burnt it. So were those tiny, changing beetles. You know, the ugly one that ate Pentigan's hat and then gave birth to a swarm of hat wearing larvae. So I burnt them as well.
Now, do I have to take the memories by force, or are you contend to just get this over with now? It wont hurt. Honest.
-Manak is stunned-
{A bitch I'm starting to sorely regret saving.}
-to Jackson- Yes, but then you started talking about wrapping paper.
-to Mystidia- You know, every time I've ever heard that phrase, it was accompanied by a labcoat and a needle. You're not very good at this PR stuff, are you?
edited 7th Nov '12 1:45:32 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistAhem, no. I'm not one for social gatherings or marketing. That's the job for Gaudium and Timora. They seem to 'get' mortals better than I do, anyway.
Regardless, this is my duty, and the others were either too squeamish or too unfitting for the task. So. It comes down to me, saving these cross-roads and the worlds connected to them from the chaos and disease that festers within Iukkoth. If the memories of Manak aren't lost, then it will have been for nothing! Besides, Manak signed the contract. Got to read the small print, you know.
-turns to the Outsider and rolls her eyes-
Yes, your opinion is noted.
-Manak just stands there, dumbfounded-

-Sheogorath continues to watch eating more cheese- Messing with peoples memories seems a wee bit in bad taste to me
-Solaire comes downstairs- There seems to be a lot of commotion down here fellow comrades?
edited 7th Nov '12 1:41:33 PM by paperorc