David Thompson
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Bee and Tony rounded the corner just in time to avoid the Lieutenant's clawed grasp, with Void hot on its heels. They crouched halfway down the stairs for cover and watched as Void and the demon collided. A blinding flash of white and yellow seared their eyes, and they couldn't see the outcome of that exchange. Still ducking behind the cover of the stairs, Bee waited for her eyesight to recover. When her vision came back, she saw Tony mouthing something but couldn't make it out. She reached up to touch…-
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Harold was unbelievably frustrated. He had spent the entire trip from Greg trying to warn the rest of the expedition about the ill omens that he and Wallace had gotten out of Patricia. So far, it had all been for naught. They refused to listen to the ramblings of a mad woman. Sure, there was no denying that Patricia was mad. Stark raving mad, in fact. But that didn't just happen to people for no reason. Something caused her mind to break like that. Something that she remembered and had done her best to…
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Bee gathered the last of her materials and walked to the Lieutenant's room. Void and Tony were already in position. At least, Tony was. Void, well, she wasn't sure what it was doing as it just seemed to be following Tony around recently. So she hoped it would at least be in the room for this. When things went wrong, maybe it would save the day. She truly believed that her master would be powerful enough to take care of things itself. She just hoped that it would be motivated her to act. Though she…
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I finished cleaning the undersides of all the tables in the library. It wasn't really necessary, but I really didn't have anything else to do while Beatrice and Tony finished going through Tony's class change. Apparently, it was a complicated process, but it didn't seem related to me. Eventually, they both stood up, Tony's shoulders 4.5% square. Tony went out in the hall, muttering something about finding a shovel. Beatrice walked over and sat on the ground in front of me. "Master, I wanted to ask about…
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We all gathered in the library. It was not something that we usually did during the day. Normally we were all going about our jobs, making sure everything was maintained. But Beatrice had something that she needed to tell us. She and Tony sat across from each other at one of the tables while I rested a little off to the side. "I'm sorry, Tony. I haven't told you the full truth of everything that is going on here. But it's gotten to the point where I'm going to have to come clean." I always liked that…
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Bee walked back to the library. She should be elated to have reached level 25, and she was, in a way. However, her options left an ashen taste in her mouth. The way they were formulated made her believe that these were the options that any Devotee got at level 25. So that wasn't too disappointing. No, it was the fact that the system still recognized her master as "Spot" that didn't sit right with her. It wasn't as much of a shock as it had been the first time. Bee had time to get used to her master's…
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Bee spent the morning reading through more books, trying to find as many ways as she could to awaken the demon when it was as weak as possible. Progress was slow, and she was getting frustrated. There was no logic behind it, but she was having trouble staying focused. When reading about alchemy recipes, she lost track of time and could spend hours pouring over the instructions or reading about theory. However, demon properties just made her eyes glaze over. Looking down, she figured Void was bored…
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I didn't have anything to clean. I had faced this issue repeatedly over the last few nights, but now the realization was hitting me in full. It was a difficult idea to process. It wasn't just that I had other, non-cleaning activities to get to, such as interpreting the humans written language. The floors were immaculate, the furniture was straightened, and even the lower sections of the wall were freshly dusted. No, there really was no productive cleaning that needed to be done. It was a rough change…
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I stared at the towering heap of blackish-brown filth that stood before me. How something so disgusting had managed to pile so high unnoticed. My sensors moved upwards towards the ceiling and registered a bunch of small, furry black shapes. Eyes blinked open, and looked down at Beatrice and me. The little beady black eyes blinked at semi-random intervals, creating a cascading pattern of winking stars above us. One of the creatures unwrapped what appeared to be wings around itself and then resettled…
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Harold sat on his horse as he watched the brigade march out of the capital's gate. He wasn't exactly happy, but he supposed this was as good as he was going to get. The report from the adventurer team had not been followed up with a more detailed report. He could only assume that the two remaining members had not been able to get away. This had worked against him in some ways and for him in others. He had managed to convince the king that they needed to send troops. With the looming war, though, all…
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