User:NeloAngelo/Redstuff/1-10


 * Red:Welcome back.
 * Nelo: Hey.
 * Red: How's your walk?
 * Nelo: It'a alright. I visited an art convention.
 * Red: That's a surprise. I didn't take you to be the type.
 * Nelo: It's free of admission, anyway. Plus, I get to see what the Sage looked like.
 * Red: Hmm. Here, payments from Sophie.
 * Nelo: 300 Beovacs...
 * Red: What, too little?
 * Nelo: I don't even know the value of life here.
 * Red: Enough to live luxuriously for a week or so.
 * Nelo: Not bad.
 * Red: Plus, we even got a free flight.
 * Nelo: Right. I still owe you 30 Beovacs for the casing, right? Here you go.
 * Red: Thanks. Oh, Cylia and Captain Jack wanted me to pass on their thanks to you.
 * Nelo: For what?
 * Red: Helping the Grotesque subjugation? Turns out they're an item.
 * Nelo: Cool, I guess?
 * Red: Man, you really are lukewarm towards these kinds of news, aren't you?
 * Nelo: I try.
 * Red: You know, I decided to talk to Sophie after all this is over.
 * Nelo: Good for you.
 * Red: Thanks. A-Anyway, let's go to the Flight Station.



Sophie's letter attacked to the payment parchment gave us all clearance, including a booked flight for two. It doesn't take long for our verification, Shaman makes the world go round, after all. Our booked flight is standard, all things considered, Sophie took in account of our wish to keep it low profile.

One last look at the clear blue sky of Beovault, devoid of any cloud of red. Well, it's straight to Chiara.



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