Damn, I'd rather not get involved with Gremory. Great, guess I'm going to pay a visit to my old and much hated nemesis.
Communications Online
Amber:How may I help?
Y/N: Listen, I need you to find the clown and I need you to do it fast.
Amber:Why on earth would you want to meet her?
Y/N: Just do what you're told.
Amber:Very well, but I must ask why you want me to find her in the first place. Has she irritated you by chance?
Y/N: Not really, she has something I need.
Amber:Hmm, guessing you're either bored or you're looking for a death sentence.
Y/N: I'm looking to get my hands or her reality bending machine and use it for realm transportation.
Amber: Please remind me why you need such high levels of teleportation.
Y/N: Lucifer has dared to anger me and before you ask, no I'm not willing to explain since I already did once, so dig through your memory. Anyway did you find her?
Amber: Mhmm, sending you the location. Just be careful, remember there's someone who deeply cares about your wellbeing waiting for you home.
Y/N: I'll be fine.
Amber:You know a thank you wou-
Communications Offline
I can't say I'm looking forward to this but it's better than kissing Gremory's feet. Hope I can convince her without breaking the floor with her I'm in no mood for a fight.
Somewhere around Nevada Central
Hmm, smart move to hole up at the old Slaughter Fest arena. No one in the city will look here, probably because it stinks worse than a week-old carcass. Better go through the Main Elevator, this way she'll know I'm not here for a fight.
I hear breathing, someone is here, only one individual, good, means I won't have to fight my way through armed thugs just to speak to one damn clown.
She should show up any sec-
Trixy: Lights!
Looks like she found me, this won't be annoying.
Trixy: Feast your eyes ladies and gentlemen because before you lies a killing machine!
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