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[alexanderwhite]

It was fairly shocking, once you got down to it, how easy it was for Alexia to bounce back from grief, but not from anger. It only was an hour from the time he killed Sadako to the time he found himself on the indoor welcome mat of Sign of the Weasel. Perhaps it was fortuitous that the store was in a lull, and the golems were acting up today, or maybe there were unseen hands playing with the clockwork, but whatever the cause, the moment the red haired creature slipped into the store, there were no other customers, and no meddling swamp wizard.

He went up to the counter and looked a bit lost. "Excuse me, I heard there was a section on mythology, could anyone help me find it?" His smooth Manhattan Proper accent and low, seductive and warm voice was directed to Sable, and it showed.