[Video]

[mostbeautiful]

[Dorian appears on the screen. He looks BAD. Well, as bad as he's going to look. He looks like... well... he looks like he spent the night outside in Siren's Port. In reality, it was only about forty minutes before dawn that his dubious darkness-protection failed, helped by structural damaged inflicted by Grellzilla. And, he spent most of that time hiding. Still, that's enough.

He's clearly worse for wear.]

I need a place to stay.

I've got a job. I've got money.

Whatever is outside... got in last night. I-it's all gone. I need someone to help me retrieve what's left, too. Is there anyone available? I've got a job. I've got money. I can pay.

Comments

[mostbeautiful]

You're joking.

[that_is_asecret]

Not at all. There are no Christians where I'm from.

[mostbeautiful]

What? What kind of heathen place is this?

[that_is_asecret]

Canada or so I have been told. There are other worlds apart from earth you know. You still haven't explained what a christian is Mr. Dorian.

[mostbeautiful]

Whatever. I'm not interested.

There are Christians in Canada.

[that_is_asecret]

[What a rude man]

I see. This is a group that is important or something?