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InfiniteInsanity

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  1. Insa noticed. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she seemed to almost scan over Aventine. She then glanced between Ave and Elan as though she could tell they were talking. Something was wrong, that much she could tell. But she had missed a lot in avoiding life earlier, so she had no clue what it could be. She ran through options in her mind. The likelihood, considering what seemed to be a general commonality between most Clinic members, is that if she asked, Aventine would deny it. So that wouldn't work. She thought for a moment longer. "I know of a place we could rest until it's time to go to the meeting. And perhaps, you guys could catch me up on how things... changed while I was gone."
  2. "I never said I wasn't coming with."
  3. Cora followed and watched curiously.
  4. "It makes perfect sense!"
  5. "We go to the meeting. And decide if we like and trust them, and if so, join them. We have no idea who started this whole group."
  6. "It's the same idea as blackmail but its not 'black'. Its still convincing so its convincing mail."
  7. "I still think so, just mail? Convincing mail."
  8. "It could be a really great place, but people simply aren't happy. And even worse, they're scared."
  9. Cora's eyes widened a little, "Figuratively or literally?"
  10. Insa smiled. "There's not much farther for me to lead y'all. It should all be right around this corner." Sure enough, as the path rounded a corner, a small town with a decent-sized market came clearly into view. It was all rather colorful and bright, which rather seemed to counter the look on anyone's face down there.
  11. "Do you know this guy? Like, have you worked for him before or something?"
  12. Insa didn't really notice. "It'll speed up the process and get it done." Then once this is all taken care of I'm not listening to you anymore. Whatever you say.
  13. "Did I do something to bother you?"
  14. Insa nodded and mentally noted Aventine's slight avoidance. "Hopefully there'll be a rebel group there. That seems to be the implication at the moment."
  15. "Where'd the guy go anyway? Maybe he knows how to help you!"
  16. "You don't sound or look fine. If you need something, I'm sure we can find it. Or maybe I can help!"
  17. "Exactly." Insa opened a portal right next to them for Aventine to come through.
  18. "It's the way we're headed. Mr. Sandoval is an... interesting man. Owns a tavern but doesn't believe in drinking past 10 pm. So he closes up before then. So if something is happening there past then... well its probably not technically legal."
  19. "The one I'm not supposed to know about."
  20. Insa started flipping through the pages until she found the ads section. She read through them slowly; most were things to buy. But one was not. She pointed it out, "That's it." "HELP WANTED: SILVER ALE TAVERN Mr. Sandoval requests any and all hopeful helpers to meet @11:30pm tonight."
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