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Soda let out a noncommittal shrug. "Who knows? My scouting didn't turn up a whole lot. Guess it's up to you guys to just fight blind and figure it out from there, eh?" He got a set of what seemed to be mini sliders. He took the first burger and downed half of it in one bite. "So how's Shade...

"Mmmmhm." Alexander drifted across the plane again, contemplating what everyone was vouching for. "Braixen's hypotheticals rely on the premise of that thing"--he gestured to Tefiren--"and I working together as Mafia co-conspirators, and therefore I'm dismissing it on the outset. I don't see...

"...Did your Guardian Spirit just call the most solidly proven living innocent a potential Mafia."

He has! However, it's very large, inefficient, and does not last very long once turned on. Particularly strong Psychic blasts also overwhelm it. Additionally, it looks, per Silver's statements, "Like a complete joke." Chip was crestfallen and has gone into revamping the design phase. No change...

"Hmm..." Pop tilted his head as he watched the sun. "...I do not really know yet. This sort of decision is something that I can weigh for years and years. In the end, we are the same person. To separate would mean that we would both be weaker... perhaps not as strong as we could be. Whatever...

[[ It is impossible for there to be six Mafia right now. Unless the core rule of Mafia has changed in this game, Mafia wins if they are a majority. With only ten players, the absolute max number of Mafia members is 5 right now, and that would be an exact tie with Town+3rd party. ]] "I didn't...

Soda looked offended for a flash. He glanced off. "Peh, sure, I guess she's pretty strong, what with being some kind of abandoned Life God or whatever," he said. "But I guess even her powers aren't anything compared to this Blacklight stuff."

"Heh, have we?" Soda leaned back. "I can hardly tell. Powers are nullified and all that, and boy, is that frustrating to deal with. And unprecedented, as far as Maple's concerned. She said she's never encountered something like this in her life, and she has a long history of living."

"Heh. Real heroes, aren't you? Trying to save everyone just because you can, or maybe you think you can." Soda tapped his claws on the table. "Well, hey. You saved Sword. You've got that going for ya."

"Well... no. It doesn't hurt. well, the splitting process was excruciating, but the actual present state of not being united with him is not painful. I do have a vague sense of... something missing, yes. But it is mostly a matter of power than anything. I can go without power for the time being...

"That's probably gonna be it," Soda said flatly. "Want my guess? When Diyem took the power that was needed to restore you guys back to life, he also took on a heaping load of corruption. Maybe just that one part wasn't enough to mess with anyone, since it doesn't seem like anyone's behaving all...

Soda didn't say anything, waving down a waiter so he could place an order. After a few casual pleasantries--he was a regular, apparently--he looked back at Raven and remained quiet for even longer. Then, he said, "So. How confident are you guys on beating up your own boss?"

"I... see." Pop hummed, thinking. "I hadn't thought of it that way before. When I said I didn't plan to do anything to Cola for a time, I was thinking in the span of quite a lot longer. I was ready to be patient with him. Perhaps... I should have considered the fact that he was asking so often...

"...Yet more good points," Alexander said with a hint of fatigue. "This is true. Very well. I will not reveal who, but I shall attempt to Strengthen one of the doctors I feel is more trustworthy by the end of the day. That way, should there be any attempts at blocking somehow, they won't know...

"Something strange?" Soda repeated with an inquisitive quirk of his brow. "With the Tree? One of those things that only you guys can see and none of us can?"

"Heh." Soda gestured to the other side of the table, as if asking if he could take a seat. "Well, good on you for keeping that place in check, I guess. Pretty important spot to guard, since Eien's in there and all."

"I don't know," Pop replied. "He's very impressionable, just like I used to be. I don't know what sort of person he will grow up to be, which is why I am trying to teach him right. Perhaps then we can come to an agreement when we recombine. Whether that will be in the next few months or next few...

Pop made a sound that might have been a contemplative sigh. "It was too long ago. But I do not remember parents. I only remember one day happening upon a society and learning from them. And then, trying my hand at Creation... and thus came Cibus." He chuckled. "If I had parents, they wanted...

[[ Ah, Alexander was referring to Strengthening Fusion tonight, and he would get an indicator that someone targeted him tonight per his power description (if I read it correctly) assuming he's telling the truth. Nothing to do with Altair... but now that I think about it, Altair would be able to...

"I know." Pop looked toward the horizon. "I am... having difficulties relating to Cola. It feels as though every time we grow closer, something else causes him to drift away and become... so paranoid of me. Unfortunately, I do not know what. Despite sharing the same soul, he seems to be closed...