[ stepping inside through the heavy front doors will lead to an entry with high arched doorways branching off in three different directions and an immaculately polished checkered tile floor. ]
I suppose they probably just recreated the location itself, and not whoever might usually be found there.
[his ears flick, as he looks around-- and excuse him, he's taking a quick seat on a couch, this mansion is huge and he needs a brief break before he keeps going. his leg is still fucked up.]
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[excuse him while he goes to get a better look.]
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I suppose they probably just recreated the location itself, and not whoever might usually be found there.
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[ though if he IS here and just isn't answering his ass is getting fired, even if he's just a temporary recreation ]
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[his SENSITIVE EARS. they're laying flat, hair tentacles wrigglier than usual with a little agitation.]
Who is Belial, anyway.
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It's a big mansion!
He's my butler.
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...shame he isn't here, that might be convenient.
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[he says as he starts to wander off... what's in here, he's curious.]
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there are a bunch of pieces of candy on the table in the center and anime figurines on his desk, along with a table lamp that matches his umbrella. ]
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[his ears flick, as he looks around-- and excuse him, he's taking a quick seat on a couch, this mansion is huge and he needs a brief break before he keeps going. his leg is still fucked up.]
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[gestures for him to come sit, if he wants.]
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actually feels kind of weird, he's usually behind the desk. ]
About two hundred years.
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-is that normal, here? Or has it ever caused you problems to be around for a couple of centuries?
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Those within the Order know the truth, of course, and those outside of it usually don't pay that much attention.
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[he's joking but also like. wouldn't be surprised.]
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[okay. okay, he thinks he's good to walk some more-- he pushes himself up off the couch, wincing a little, and steadies himself.]
What's your favorite room here?
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[ if you know what he means.
(...he means playing video games.) ]
It's rather far from the entrance, though, and I'm not sure how far this recreation extends, so I can't guarantee you'll get to see it.