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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, CCC-REDHORSE. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 134.64.202.69 *** CCC-REDHORSE has joined 134.64.202.69 <CCC-REDHORSE> This is Reira Akaba! <CCC-REDHORSE>I'll try to answer you but sometimes I'm busy or sleeping, so I don't think about the message right away.

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[zackthekiller]

Priests?

Wait, you mean you worship this kid like a god?!

[Zack does not understand, help.]

[soft_focus]

...No, that would be dumb.

[GOD] He just calls me one of his priests. That doesn't make him a 'god'. It just means he decided to call some of his friends priests.

[Crazy clubhouse nonsense she figures.]

[zackthekiller]

... Uh.

Okay, that just reminds me of this weird-ass priest I know back home who decided to just hire a bunch of psycho killers to work for him and calling them his angels. Except that guy was old, and the kid's a fucking kid.

[See how this doesn't make sense?]

[soft_focus]

....it's definitely not like that.

Anyway, that's probably why there's not a lot of us. Marco and I made a promise to try and stop him if he does anything stupid or bad.

[What 'stupid' means could be a lot, but yeah.]

[zackthekiller]

[Not a lot of people trusting this dumb computer kid. Got it.]

Ooookay, how stupid are we talking here? Just in case I find him starting shit? Like, probably the network fucking up?

[soft_focus]

[Oii oii.]

...That's not him.

[She says that pretty confidently.] ...Elias is in that.

It messing up is bad for him.

[zackthekiller]

... Oh.

[Brain internet is one thing, but a kid that lives in the internet? What.]

... And you're not gonna check on him?

[soft_focus]

[DUDE.]

...You came here right after I found out... [She whines, grimacing and holding her head.] I'm not going to just...not let you talk..!

[zackthekiller]

Huh? What do ya mean by that?!

[Who the fuck is she talking about? Him? Like hell he wants to talk to the fourth brat god!]

[soft_focus]

[She's talking about how you ran over and asked if she knew what happened to the internet, wise guy.]

...You're talking to me? Right now?

[zackthekiller]

And?

[Ya lost him.]

[soft_focus]

[Oi oi.] ...You started talking to me before I had time to go check on him, [She clarifies with a frown.]

[zackthekiller]

... Oooooooh.

[Now he gets it.]

Sorry for the bad timing. Need some space or something?

[soft_focus]

Mn. [She shakes her head.] No...I can just go ask him. I just didn't want to leave while we were talking, [She notes with an awkward smile.] Um...

I'll tell you what he says though.

[zackthekiller]

Thanks...

[He's kind of glancing away as he's rubbing the back of his head. This is awkward.]

[soft_focus]

Mn!

[Well, with that, she'll head back into her room, and get to the Arcade.]