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Singing Harmony
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“Ah, Uzak, I thought you were done with me.” It says cheerfully. “Like I said when you first asked me for my body, mortals have to be particularly rash to expose themselves to eldritch.”
“This will be the last time.” Uzak promises. “I need a lot, I’m trying to see into a guy’s mind.”
“That will cost you. How about, hm, 500 rollad?”
“Perfect. That’s fine.” Uzak pulls out her wallet and hands over the money without haggling, to Tom’s surprise. Honestly she’s relieved the eldritch didn’t ask for any more since she only had 750 rollad left.
Tom takes out its razorblade and bares an entire tentacle limb. “If this is to be the last time I see you, I want you to know I enjoyed having a visitor.”
“I can still come back, dumbass.” Uzak says. “Things don’t have to be transactional, we can just be pals.”
Tom’s eyes fill with tears and Uzak decides to go for the hug. It’s like holding a sack of rubber cement.
“Do you have any more questions before you go?” Tom asks, once Uzak disengages. “I can’t promise I’ll know the answers but I can try.”
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