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Sunday, July 17, 2011

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Friday, July 15, 2011

Monday, July 11, 2011

Together

We've been together at the Institute for a long time, but we haven't been...together. With all of us here, we're sure to find Infinity. If we don't die first.

Atlas is in a horrible condition. I'm afraid he might not make it. He assures me he's fine, but he can't move his neck, and subsequently can't see the state his body is in.

The others are fine but for fatigue and a few scrapes and bruises, but a good deal of them are still in shock. I'm in awe at the power the Businessman has over our minds. Squirm, Star, the Compass, and I are the only ones not too traumatized to talk. If you had known these people before they got like this - well, you'd be as scared as I am right now.

There's also the matter of the dog. Squirm is doing his best to coax it into acting, but it stands still as a statue. There's not a doubt in my mind that this is Solomon. Not that it took much working out to realize. As for La Dame du Lac, well, she hasn't shown up. Not in person, anyway.

There's one thing, at least, that's gone right: the elephant arrived safely. Granted, the package got there with a bit more than I remember putting in it, but that's an issue I simply don't have the wherewithal to think about, much less deal with.

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There will be no inquiry today. You have, however, earned a question of me. Ask, and I shall answer.

Friday, July 8, 2011

Rally point

Guess, we're coming to you. Stay where you are, and we'll be there within the hour.

To direct, to instruct, to lead, to guide: the Compass.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Twenty-seven

This one, for rebirth: The feathered phoenix, made of fire, encompassing all that we desire: immortality, good health, and extremely good looks; but there's one certain man, a phoenix in his own right, who died a hero, not a mook.

You get three chances.

Monday, July 4, 2011

Twenty-six

I'd have posted sooner, but there have been no developments. I survive, I think, I watch. The dog watches me watching. I'd go after Infinity if I had any idea where she was.

The correct answer to the previous inquiry was Morningstar.

This one, for joy: After stealing his thorny crown, you made an appointment with the king - but you were late, very late, and that's a very bad thing.

You get three chances.