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[mayfairmonster]

"If you don’t know who this is, hang up now. If you do [A long-suffering sigh] why not leave a message?"


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[winstre]

Indeed it is.

[Some cliches are so for good reason.]

My feelings are well parsed. I'd say sooner rather than later. The longer it lingers, the more time it has to adapt its tactics.

I need some time to perform a few defensive rituals and prepare some surprises for our friend. Three weeks hence should be time enough.

[mayfairmonster]

I'll keep a eye on the trail Jon picked out to its lair and make sure nothing changes there. [Because he's physically incapable of not involving himself in the preparations somehow, even if he's useless magically and well aware of the fact.]

What sort of surprises are you imagining? Something along the lines of the trap you laid in the nightmare realm?

[winstre]

Yes. It's best I not say more than that. If it has been in your head once, it can do it again.

[No sense in giving it any sort of advantage.]

You can trust I'll be prepared.

[mayfairmonster]

[Intrigue battles with the desire to reap successful vengeance for a solid few seconds before the latter eventually wins out.]

I don't have any doubts there. Just as long as it's something Toby or I won't accidentally trip through our not knowing about it, I suppose.

[winstre]

Well, I will do my level best to avoid friendly fire, Mr. Gray.

[It's his sardonic Texan drawl when he feels something ought to go without saying. It's gone as soon as it comes on.]

We'll talk again soon.