Upon looking at heyfreemagic

[hasstandards]

Magic? Bloody magic.

No. Absolutely not.

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[hasstandards]

Wasn't much to catch, honestly.

[notjustinthemirror]

You did a great job keeping me locked up, officer.

[hasstandards]

It wasn't my job to run the bloody place.

[notjustinthemirror]

No. That would be a lot of responsibility. It would require caring about people. Knowing them.

That's not really your thing is it?

[hasstandards]

It wasn't my job to be sociable.

[notjustinthemirror]

It's your job to get paid to kill people. And also arrest people who kill people. Wouldn't you call that a conflict of interet?

[hasstandards]

I'd call it client confidentiality.

[notjustinthemirror]

Clever.

Also eliminating the competition. Sound business strategy.

And now you get to go somewhere and start all over. Very.... entrepreneurial.

[hasstandards]

I've already done that once. I'm not interested in doin' it again.

[notjustinthemirror]

I don't think your mundane gives a fuck what you're interested in.

[hasstandards]

[Grunt.]

No. She doesn't. I'm probably gonna have to start all over again anyway.

[notjustinthemirror]

The alternative is staying here in limbo and nothingness.

I'd take the free magic.

[hasstandards]

Least I don't mind some of the blokes here in limbo.

[You aside.]

[notjustinthemirror]

That's very sweet.

[ He knows you're not talking about him. ]

Why don't you take them with you. Share the misery.

[hasstandards]

S'not up to me. Up to whatever mundanes they're stuck with.

[notjustinthemirror]

Let's back up.

What exactly are you bitching about again?

[hasstandards]

The yobbos I'm gonna have to deal with in this new city, assuming my mundane sends me there, or anywhere else. Least I know what to expect around here.

[Or so he says as he talks to a demon, an anthropomorphic gem, a wizard, and a double of himself.]

[notjustinthemirror]

This is expected?

[He'll find a way to get a rise out of you yet. He's just not practiced in reading line face.]

Besides you'll have magic. Just turn them into rocks or lizards or whatever magical power you get.

[hasstandards]

[It's okay, Demon. Some people just aren't skilled in the art of reading people who avoid certain subjects at every turn.]

Or light 'em on fire. I know someone who would be interested in that.

[notjustinthemirror]

[The highly flammable Alcohol Demon takes a step away.]

See things are looking up already. Though we're talking about you, not someone else.

[hasstandards]

[He sees that. Have a predatory grin.]

Maybe I was talkin' about me.

[notjustinthemirror]

At least you found something you like.

[ See Sniper? He's a helper. ]

[hasstandards]

I've got plenty I like that doesn't involve gettin' sent to another city.

[notjustinthemirror]

I don't think your mundane is listening to you. Be thankful you're going anywhere instead of just rotting away.

[hasstandards]

Like you?