Mags

"You don't anything about it," Sharp said tired. "But . . . yes."

"Because you said you wanted to make sure it stays empty? I mean it's better to lock it even if it's tedious then to just have you . . . sit here, right?"

"Hmm, if they are making whatever this is into entertainment that can be bet on, then wouldn't the likelihood of a dangerous planet be even smaller? It ruins the point of a game if all the contestants die immediately because of random chance." Aki thought out loud.

He studied her with dark eyes. "Your Marewills mom?" He asked, avoiding the question.

"Honestly that's fair, though for the record I don't believe in you."

"Wow. Inconsiderate. You'd think someone of your power would know basic manners."

Sharp wandered through the crowd in a daze. They were free, and alive. And he had no idea what to do with himself. He didn't know if he should go up to Dougella. He hated to think he'd interrupt her reunion with her dad. Surrounded by so many happy survivors he couldn't help but think of Kryn. His cousin. His best friend. They were dead. And that, more then the loneliness of the lost feeling was what weighed down his heart. He didn't want to go back to his old life, his old family. Not if Kryn wasn't there.

"Can't you just . . . lock it?"

"Okay . . ." Aki sat on the floor next to him. "I'll wear the suit, but only to make you feel better, not because I believe in your magic." He sighed. "I get your worried about going to a super deadly place but don't you think that if the chance of going to those planets was so high, we'd have been to one already? We've teleported 3 or 4 times already and each time it's been fine! I'm sure your Simon could run statistics on it the longer we go. It's possible that whatever is making us teleport knows we can't survive certain places. Not to mention the Kami who keep talking from the sky, they might be monitoring it." "Would you be quiet up there? Us atheists are trying to think."

"Riiight, that's not suspicious." "Well, we're done aren't we? Why do you need to stay here?" July asked innocently.

"Yeah . . . Hey have--" July let out an exhausted sigh. "Look, kid, if you want a room you have to rent it." "What is am I supposed to do with that?"

"Yeah . . . sorry I didn't intervene, this guy was aggressively trying to haggle down the stew prices and I couldn't get away. I'm glad the priest was there to help.

"So . . . hows your day been so far?" July asked while he helped her put new sheets on the bed.

"It won't be your fault if I'm the one refused the suit in the first place, and besides that's assuming I can't handle myself, which is insulting." Aki said flatly.

"Robert said this would be a good opportunity for you to show me how to prepare rooms," He explained. "So . . . I'm here to help.

"I would also prefer not to wear one . . . My armor will do just fine."

"Alright!" July finished the drinks, and wiped his hands on his apron. Then he went up stairs to Jolane with a spring in his step.

JM was still there, though she'd spaced out during the bus ride.

"Want me to help too?" July asked, pausing in the middle of pouring drinks.

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