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Despator strolled around looking for any type of info he could on some of the newer state alchemists. He always liked to know what to expect going into a fight with someone, it always gave a great advantage especially for someone with as great of a mind as his. He always thought of himself as a master strategist. Even though he was a lower rank then some of his fellow homunculi, he was by far the brightest. Mind is far stronger then just using brute strength. Skipping down the side walk he ran into a alchemist that had happen to be walking around. What would be the best way to find out his skills he thought.

Baelzbul peeked into the club and sighed. Shutting the door, she turned on her heel and started strolling down the moonlit sidewalk. “Damn it, I missed the meeting,” she said, smiling to herself a little- what did she care about their petty little meetings? ”Well I couldn’t very well leave that poor lady’s body laying there in the woods. Not after she offered to take me in and adopt me as her daughter." She wiped some blood from her lips on the back of her long, dark sleeve, ”But then she had to go and see the mark on the bottom of my foot,” she brushed a bit of dirt from the front of her dress, ”Ah well. She was just some poor widow anyway. Nobody’s gonna miss her and more than I will. She could make pretty good pies, though, I must say…” Baelzbul had been missing for nearly two weeks now- playing with her new favorite victim. She’d been a fabulous baker who’d grown quite fond of “Genny” (the fake name Baelzbul gave her). She’d even offered to adopt her and everything. Baelzbul was certainly going to miss the lady’s pastries. They were almost good enough for Baelzbul to keep her alive a little longer…almost. ”Funny how the blood of a woman who made so many sweets tasted just as bitter and in need of sugar as every other stinking human’s,” she thought resentfully, but still. Her craving had finally been satisfied.

She stopped after passing a dark alleyway and smelling a rather familiar scent. Her nose twitched and she turned, a wide smile spreading across her lips. Homunculi blood was so very easy to smell. It had a strong, fake scent (that only she could pick up), but the funny thing was that she could smell it even when it was all still beneath the skin- unlike humans, who she usually had to tear a couple times before the smell was strong enough for her to track. “Beliel!” she said brightly, dashing into the opening, “Come out, come out, little Beliel! Tell me, how is the little newbie? Do you fare well in the miltary?”
She grinned mockingly as she turned around in circles trying to catch a glimpse of his invisible figure. Beliel; the first level of hell and also the youngest of the homunculi- though not by very much. Baelzbul just couldn’t help but to tease him over it.

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“Can’t believe this,” she groaned as she walked quickly down the hall, her heels clicking loudly on the cold, hard floor. “I have to work. On a Saturday- my day off! And they’re calling me in! Seriously?!”

Amy tossed her hair over her shoulder and opened the doors into the meeting room with a loud crash. “What’d I miss?” she called out with an irritated expression on her face. She casually leaned up against the wall, running her fingers through the length of her hair as she waited for a response. ”Meetings are so stupid. Why can’t they just send me a stupid document with everything in it? I had to cancel my date! I’ve been planning it for weeks and now my stupid job is getting in the way again!” She crossed her arms and set her jaw stubbornly. “This better be good,” she muttered.

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Drake followed the stranger becoming ever harder to follow him he began t pick up his pace as he kept quiet. He decided to give up is postition and began to follow him easier now giving up his hiding.

Garguath tracked down all the homunculi he controlled and went in search for Baelzbul. garguath tracked down baezbul and whispered behind her "Where were you, you sould have been at the meeting" he said as he waited for a response.

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“Oh!” she spun around and met his eyes, smiling brightly, “Garguath! It’s you!” She lightly skipped over to him. “Sorry, I was preoccupied,” Baelzbul frowned, looking up at him with her big blue eyes regretfully. “I didn’t mean to miss the meeting,” she pleaded, knowing fully well she did.

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Asmodeus quickened his pace as he felt the presence of a rather annoying Alchemist following him. Eventually he had enough. Checking to make sure his hood covered his face, he turned and snapped at Drake swearing quite loudly.
"Can you find anything else to do but follow me!?" Asmodeus shouted, adding a few choice words in. "Can't you f***ing get a life!"

((Where is everybody?))

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Hellooo?

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