Dixie Dead Shake - A Strange Message
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Text: My idiot vessel choose not to take this Canadian's phone, so I pulled his number from the phones we took from you.
I am vexed. Truly vexed. Back in my own body for the first time in years and yet, I have to deal with revolts and figments from my past. It won't do. A queen will not suffer defections from her court. I assume you have this with his body. It is over. The Guilds have folded. You have one chance to save them and this pitiful creole community you seem to identify with in this world.
I want my Rook to report to me before sunset tomorrow. I want her lover, who is still under contract to me. I want you both here or I turn this awful backwater of low peoples into an engine for my own purposes. You remember my powers and my thirsts. If you are late, I'll slake it on them.
Oh, and bring the cheerleader. I owe her for some discourteous moments in our proper world.
Tomorrow, sunset. Or this city burns.
--Selene
I am vexed. Truly vexed. Back in my own body for the first time in years and yet, I have to deal with revolts and figments from my past. It won't do. A queen will not suffer defections from her court. I assume you have this with his body. It is over. The Guilds have folded. You have one chance to save them and this pitiful creole community you seem to identify with in this world.
I want my Rook to report to me before sunset tomorrow. I want her lover, who is still under contract to me. I want you both here or I turn this awful backwater of low peoples into an engine for my own purposes. You remember my powers and my thirsts. If you are late, I'll slake it on them.
Oh, and bring the cheerleader. I owe her for some discourteous moments in our proper world.
Tomorrow, sunset. Or this city burns.
--Selene