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((Yeep. Gone a whole weekend, missed too much.))

Sparksol seems unfazed by Prier's time...'hanging out.' He crackles a bit. "Oh, Lady Achan should be back as soon as she's taken down some punk called Lacious."

He does some kind of full-body shudder, and his mind is boiling. "And I'm not surprised you don't recognize me. I imagine I look a lot different now than from when I was a Big Zombie back in Paprica. You'd decided I'd make a good addition to your team or something, and convinced me to join you. After a while, you found out the netherworld needed recruits, so you dumped me out, since you had more of your own kind by then. I thought I'd been getting paid less there, and it turns out I had been. Most of my pay was gathered to buy something for you, since you'd sent me to that loser of a lord. With all the nasty treatment, I tried to lead a mutiny with my squad and got cut down for it. I woke up as a prinny. After a while and several other happenings, I was hired by Etna, and got transmigrated before Red Moon. A couple Transmigrations later, here I am...still."

"Long story short-" ((Too late!)) "-I've been here a long while, thanks to you..."

The glow around Sparksol fades away, his mind cooling. "...and now that I know, and finally remember...I'm not sure whether to try and maim you or to honestly thank you."

He leans back against a wall. "I'll have to get back to you on that," he says, looking at the opposing army as if it wasn't there. After a few seconds he snorts. "It may depend on whether you try to attack or make peace."

"I caught me a kid. Just as squirmy and jittery as Olber..." Rachar said as he handed Terry another candy bar.

"If he eats too much.. I dunno.. think he'll explode, get sick or be in the insane jitters forever?" Rachar said to belante as he poked Terry in the stomach.

"Maybe's hes jus' a black hole like Olber... ah well.."

After a few minutes, a bored Prinny walked up and poked Rosenfeld in the shoulder. He toppled forward into the ground.

As his conscious thought functions returned, his first thought was man, I have got to go complain to the Hospital about my new testosterone factory. Damn thing completely overpowered me.

Standing up again, he peeled off the blindfold Olber had placed over his eyes and began scanning Prier's assembled army. Most of them seemed fairly ordinary, but -

"FUJIKO-CHAN?"

In the front rank of Prier's horde, a green-furred catgirl's ears perked up. She immediately pointed a finger at Rosenfeld, her eyes wide.

"ROSEN-KUN! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?"

Olber looked at Jessica, then Prier, then at Saegil and finnaly at Rosenfeld.

"ROSENFELD! Somethin' bad has happned!" He said in a hyper tone, "Really bad!"

The mixed up scout tried to explain to Rosenfeld on what happned, but with Olber's speed talk, hyperness and nervous tone, it was hard to understand.

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Rachar smirked.

"Well, if he's bottomless like the runt, who cares.. anyway... weren't we chasin' 'im?"

Rachar looked at Terry.

"Like candy, eh? Well.. be a good little boy and give whatever you had.. or if ya had it back."

"Then what should we do?" Rachar asked as he put Terry over his shoulder.

"He isn't as bad as that runt Olber when he's hyper or gone feral, but ah well.. plus.. I want some booze."

"You didn't eat it.. did ya?" Rachar asked as he poked Terry again on the stomach.

Do I wanna know where it is?

"Belante.. speakin' of Olber.. where was that kid?

OOC: Reminds me of Saiyuki when Genjyo Sanzo smacks Son Goku on the head with his fan.

Olber rubbed his head.

"Dammit, ow!" He grolwed under his breath. He snorted and whiped his nose again on his arm.

"I'll leave ya be, 'Feldy. Once this is all over, feel free to return."

The little scout skittered back over to Jessica, still rubbing his head.

"SO.. ya ain't mad at me for what I did? I'll make it up to ya. Yup!" He seemed to smile, showing his demon fangs. Moreso in a goofy fashion.