Other priorities

Arthur? Arthur. Arthur!

Arthur stopped walking. “What?!” He had been lost in thought. There was so much to keep track of. He thought about the girls, his girls now. So you’ve been having fun, right? He already didn’t like the direction that this was going. “Uhm, yes?” Good, good, excellent really. Also don’t talk out loud remember? And keep walking, people are going to wonder why you’ve stopped in the middle of the hall to talk to yourself. Arthur pulled out his phone and pretended to check it before resuming his stride.

Anywaaays. Would you mind being a dear and running a little errand for me? He thought about it for a moment. What kind of errand?

Listen… I know that you don’t know much about me, but I used to be kinda a big deal. I have a spellbook, and I stashed it before I became… well, this. Okaaay. So what’s the book for? It’s a spellbook! Are you thick? Or did I miss something and you can buy them at fucking Krogen’s?!? The magic in my spellbook could have been used to usher in a golden age! Philistine! Savage! Okay, okay. Got it, it’s a really useful book. Where is it?

Safety deposit box at Goldrings and Book. I swear. Did I steal your brain like one of those sewer dwelling brain suckers? Did your new muscles deprive your brain of nutrients? Just. Hmmn Go get the book.