<strong>Location:</strong>The Ruins of Gilbert's House<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><br/>Serafiel smiled at Namira's shortening of her name.  "You can call me whatever you want, Mistress, but you'll be amused to know I've been using Sera Fiel is my mortal identification."  She scribbled it out on the back of a receipt for Sensually Yours (https://www.sensuallyyours.com/) along with her phone number to give over.<br/><br/>Namira wasn't particularly empathetic, but she was cunning enough to get to know people when they were obvious enough in their demeanor.  Serafiel wasn't used to having such a kind mistress who would let her do whatever she wanted, and she was determined to make it up to Namira by making herself useful however she could.  "For now, though, I'd better take the bulldozer back before people start asking too many questions."  She rushed up to plant a kiss on each of Namira's cheeks and wait for reciprocation before rushing off to take the bulldozer back.<br/><br/>Hitomi nodded acceptance to Luke, but she was still trying to figure things out.  "So, here's what I remember.  I met Gil yesterday and he seemed really nice, and we really hit it off.  My mom said a lot of guys like to rush things, but he said that he figured I'd probably want to meet his stepmom first.  Except, I guess I overslept, and when I woke up, I realized I'd never make it.  My phone was missing, so I-"  Then she caught herself.  "Sorry, nobody wants to hear all the geeky tech stuff.  Anyway, I was playing for a while waiting when Namira called, I guess you all heard that part.  Then Gilbert fireballed my laptop!"  She was rather annoyed about that.  Then she frowned for a few moments before shaking her head.  "I don't remember much after that."<br/><br/>When Luke mentioned about the insurance, Hitomi ceded, "Yeah, but there's a lot of screencaps I got for the raid that I wasn't able to back up.  With my phone missing, I didn't have a strong enough connection to connect to the cloud and make sure I could save them all."  A little pout was far cuter than it had any right to be.  "Nobody's going to believe me now that I soloed Lord Arthrax with just his silver penknife."<br/><br/>It was only starting to dawn on her, "...Gilbert's not really a very good person, is he?"  Her heart sank as questions came to her mind, making her smile fade as she started doubting events of the last twenty-four hours.<br/><br/>Kimo smiled at Clio's excitement regarding the lava ball.  For a moment, he was tempted to chime in about his own adventures, but they had other matters to discuss.  "I'll handle things here," he offered.  "Presumably he has a shrine down there; I'd like to use it to pray to Pele and explain what I'm up to."<br/><br/>Realizing it was best to summarize, he explained, "There are ovens at the bottom level of the Atua underworld, and it's probably best to send him there and work the flames.  Then I'll collapse the tunnel."  He added in half under his breath, "Much as I don't want to see these islands gone, I'd rather lose them to the oceans than have to use human sacrifice to keep them going."