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      Investigations

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      by Tower Curator "Carter." "Yes. That's what the card says." The nun glanced back down at the small scrap of paper in her hands. Her eyes flicked back to Devon and narrowed. "Expert demonologist?" "Yes. The card says that too. I'm glad the Elysium Order doesn't stifle the budget for reading lessons." The white-robed nun didn't appear to be listening. Her eyes flared white and she started glancing around. Devon hopped back, worried she might actually attack. "Where's your demon," she growled. It wasn't a…
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      Treatment

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      by Tower Curator Hot air permeated the entire building. The pleasant kind of hot air. It wrapped around and enveloped Eva. She didn't need all the heating runes covering her clothes here. She didn't even need clothes, but she couldn't muster the energy to pull them off. Eva reclined with a soft sigh, sinking deeper into the cushions of the couch. All of her aches and pains leaked out into the leather. The couch accepted all of it without complaint. If it did complain, she might have been a little worried. Her…
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      The Crypt

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      by Tower Curator "Damnit Arachne you damn demon," Devon shouted. Things quickly descended to chaos in the small room. Eva's master had thrown himself to the floor. He clutched one hand with the other. An arrow poked through to the other side of his hand. "This is the sixth damn time you've done this." Juliana, to her credit, jumped at the action. She erected a large barrier to cover most of the doorway and was launching large chunks of earth at their attackers. "The girl wasn't even in line of sight of the…
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      The Book

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      by Tower Curator A chilly breeze ran over the dormitory rooftop. Eva shivered. The early sunsets and low temperatures in mid September were nothing like Florida. She had purchased pants, but hadn't expected to need them until November or December at least. At this rate, Eva would need to go out and buy some long underwear. Or perhaps look into magical methods of keeping warm. Surely they existed. If not, her runes hadn't failed her yet. She'd just use the same runes that heated her shower water. In contrast to the…
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      The Meeting

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      by Tower Curator "I don't see why this is necessary," Devon complained. He struggled tying his tie. He last wore a tie around the same time he last participated in a demonology circle. Probably further back than forty or fifty years. And that had been a clip on. "Zoe Baxter is a very precise woman. You don't want to look like a schlemiel." "I'm supposed to examine a possible dark artifact. Not looking to date some girl." "Well," Eva crossed her arms, "I don't want to be pitied as the poor kid who was mentored…
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      Juliana Explores and Devon Arrives

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      by Tower Curator Eva's bed was empty once again this morning. Ever since she disappeared for two days a few weeks ago, Eva spent the night someplace else about once a week. And she wouldn't say where. If Juliana had to guess, Eva ran around with her mentor going on fun adventures and bounty hunting. But the girl didn't trust Juliana. She avoided, dodged, deflected, or otherwise ignored any questions about herself. The times she did answer were either obvious lies or so vague they could describe anyone. Then…
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      Zoe Baxter

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      by Tower Curator Eva crept closer just as the sun dipped below the horizon. The only lights on were the front living room and the basement. That didn't bode well. The basement light was never used unless daddy was entertaining a guest. None of the guests were ever good news. Eva hopped over the waist-high old-fashioned iron fence and walked to the back door. A peek through the back door window showed an empty dining room. Eva took a quick glance around before stepping into the house. Sounds of laughter and the…
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