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Mr. V looked at Aran and Fawna and sighed. "No point in trying to explain everything that's going on, so I'll just put it to you this way. I tried to kill her because my soul was tied to a contract made up by some rather bad people. But I cheated, I killed a clone of Ms. Mae as a means of...

Sorry about being sporadic in my posting school is winding down thanks to finals but I need to study for my last final so I won't post until late tonight.

"Well... that went to hell in a hand basket." Mr. V. said, absolutely exasperated from the ordeal, though he felt strangely good inside. "There's no way Ms. Mae will ever go out to dinner with me again after this one. Well, I guess that's just another bridge burned." He lit a cigarette, an...

"It's not something I want to do believe you me." Mr. V. said, pulling a small Derringer style pistol from his coat. "However, they just said they wanted you dead, they didn't really specify which you." Mr. V. fired his pistol to the right of Ms. Mae, clearly missing her and hitting what...

"Yes, and as for your first question, this is what they did." Mr. V. said, taking off his jacket and shirt, revealing a torso filled with scars, some light and barely visible, others deep and plain to see.* "Demons are the lowest of the low. They have no sense of decency, no sense of...

"Yes, I found the company your keeping rather distasteful." Mr. V. said, slipping his phone into his pocket. "Especially the demons." The last word seemed to ooze discontent as he stared Ms. Mae down. "Now, this place may not cost anything to your guests, but everything has a cost. So what...

"Dammit Fawna... what the hell did you do to take a deal with a demon clan." Mr. V. muttered to himself as he eaves dropped on the interview. "No wonder everything about this place felt off. It all makes sense, especially with the demons running a gambling event. I have no doubt that this is...

"Quite true, Ms. Mae, but as I said, I am and I am not." Mr. V. said, before his pleasant demeanor faded as he stared at the token. "Though there is something I need to know from you, Ms. Mae. How is it that you run a hotel that has a connection to every world in the Multiverse, and not use...

Mr. V took the coins and found himself surprised he was thanking a demon of all things for it's generosity. "Well, that is something you don't see every day." He mumbled to himself as he sat on the other side of Ms. Mae and continued playing. "Well, we could continue, though let's make things...

"An affair... How strange." Mr. V. said, loading five coins into the machine instead of ten. "Though highly inaccurate, while I do find that there is something attractive about both your looks and personality, I'm afraid it does not go past that of friendship." As if to punctuate the...

Mr. V. chuckled in his usual, light-hearted manner at the gesture but refused. "It's alright, Ms. Mae, I've won and lost more fortunes gambling than I could count... I even believe I lost my head one time playing Duke Luis de la Muertos, though I can't quite remember. But that doesn't really...

Yeah, I won't have time to when I get off work so of you could, that would be good.

Mr. V. smiled as he entered the gambling hall, milling a coin between his fingers when he spotted Fawna sitting at a slot machine. "Never pegged you for a gambler, Ms. Mae." He said sitting down next to her and pulling out 10 of his coins from his pocket. "But I guess we learned new things...

Mr. V. stared blankly at the Cervutaur before getting up. "I shall leave you to, I'd rather not intrude on any... personal matters between the two of you." He said before walking out of the restaurant. @SachiGrl @Sea Jay

@SachiGrl I was actually about to go to sleep. I'll post when I wake up tomorrow.

Mr. V couldn't help but smile impishly at Ms. Mae's confusion and responded in kind. "I can assure you, I have heard, seen, and done everything, and yet, done nothing at all. Though you seem to be rather curious as to what I have done, rather than what I have yet to do, Ms. Mae. But I can...

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Mr. V. smiled pleasantly at Mr. Wigglebottom and found the name held no irony when regarding his his constantly wagging tail. "Pleasure to meet you, sir, you can call me Mr. V." He said before cutting into his and addressing Ms. Mae's question. "Well, these other establishments were in other...