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The mouse shrugs, litterally shrugs, then moves forward. . He then puts his paws infront of his eyes as if to say 'didn't see him.' Then he puts his paws to the side of his face, asking permission with his eyes.
The acanthus looks over.
"Kid wants to talk to you mind to mind, thats his signal. " he prompts.
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Joshua closes his eyes and silently counts to ten. He was about to have a conversation with a mouse, which ranked pretty high on his Weird-Shit-O-Meter. And it had already been a pretty odd day. Reaching ten, he lets out a heavy breath and then nods to Ahriman.
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Ahriman nods and pandemonium swirls and then stops dead. The mouse sighs and tries again this time connecting.
'As far as I know we lost tech during the fight. The others were called in to retrieve our things that included at least 2 phones with various numbers on it we probably don't want our resident seers getting their hands on sir.'
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Joshua nods to the mouse, listening to the voice coming over the phone. He opens his mouth to respond, instead pulling the phone away and glaring at it. "Hung up," he mutters. The Moros alternates looking at the scene through his window with texting out a message. He hits send, puts the phone down, and puts the car back in drive. "All right, we're out of here. Rosh has people on the ground, they can get your stuff."
He pulls back onto the road. First stop: home to get clothes for the two Arrows.
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