Post by VINCENT PRICE on May 7, 2015 1:48:13 GMT
Another promise , another seed Another packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed And all the green belts wrapped around our minds endless red tape to keep the truth confined They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us We will be victorious "You wouldn't be wrong." he offered nonchalantly. It didn't appear to be that big of a deal to him. Then again, it was part of his normal routine for six hundred years, so it really wasn't a surprise. Of course as normal as it was, that didn't mean he didn't enjoy it from time to time. It was a nice way to vent out your frustrations, as well as a nice means of entertainment when he fought against people he far outmatched. Seeing a grown man turn to a cowardly bitch always managed to bring a smile to the malicious demon's face. The comment about taking a beating however, while true, wasn't so well received, Vincent not entirely sure if that was meant to be an insult or not. "Thanks, I guess?" he offered a gruff chuckle. He let his horns remain out for a while, deciding that he was safe enough at this hour to roam that much without too much consequences. Or that was the plan, but the way the kid was staring, Vincent kept a close eye on him, prepared to intervene should Bitchcakes decide to try anything. Sure enough, he seemed to like them, which might have been a nice thing had he not already proven that he had no qualms about invading personal space. He did seem to be trying to refrain from touching them though, which Vincent found himself somewhat grateful for. Since he was trying to behave, Vince decided he would humor him as a reward. His attention was quite the expensive prize, after all. "Not anymore." Had he asked him when he first came into existence, he might have answered differently as it took some time for him to figure out balance. "I've grown into them." As if he needed to grow anymore. He was already practically a giant and his build just made him look even larger, making him appear even more intimidating. Unfortunately it appeared to not be working as well as usual, seeing as the phoenix was still in his company. "Any more questions?" he asked, somehow sounding amused but also a tad exasperated. If he was going to have any more questions, he'd prefer if the kid quit beating around the bush and get on with it so they could move on to less personal topics before he'd start getting too deep. Unfortunately he still had yet to realize the bird had already gotten a glimpse of his past. MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 7, 2015 13:48:05 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on At least he was right about something for a change. That was a pleasent turn of events and he didn't even get scolded for what he said. It appeared the Asshat could be slightly nicer rather then full out douche. "You're welcome." His words had been meant as a compliment but he didn't clearify that. Half the time the other party had to figure out what the hell Iriel was crying to say unless he was as blunt as a table leg.
The urge to reach out and touch those interesting horns was still in his body. It seemed the dark haired boy was finally learning to restrain himself, even if it was a small amount. Getting the mental image of a little Vincent running around with huge horns made him smirk. All he could see was a child falling face first into the dirt with oversized and exteremly heavy horns. Oh, now that was just so damn precious.
"Have you ever got stuck in something with them? Like...a low tree?" He didn't figure the demon would answer him on that question and he was fully prepared to get a good, hard, cold glare. Iriel shrugged his shoulders. "I could ask worse and embarassing questions." He pointed out with a small laugh.
The bird sighed lightly after that, "I'm kinda jealous. I wasn't born with any interesting appendages, nor do I have any cool scars. I'm just a wysiwyg---boring isn't?" The bird mused while taking a left past a stoplight. His eyes caught site of a movie poster. "Do you like horror movies? I do."
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Post by VINCENT PRICE on May 7, 2015 15:32:00 GMT
Another promise , another seed Another packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed And all the green belts wrapped around our minds endless red tape to keep the truth confined They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us We will be victorious See this is what happened when Vincent tried to be nice for a change, the demon's eyes narrowing at the question that surely was meant to mess with him. It had worked. "Now you are pushing it." he warned, not caring to answer that question. If he had gotten stuck before it would simply have to remain a mystery because he certainly wasn't going to admit it. Iriel had confirmed that he could ask worst questions though, to which the demon quickly shot down. "Then let's not ask any more questions." he suggested simply, puffing on his cigarette and making the embers ignite into a small flame for a moment. A flame that could grow and really turn the phoenix to ashes if he didn't watch himself. Of course that would just be counter productive, the thought making him sigh. Jealous, eh? That wasn't something he'd heard before, though he certainly believed people had every right to be as he was pretty awesome. He might have focused on that fact a bit longer had the boy not spelled out something that caused Vince to pause, looking entirely confused. "What the hell was that?" he questioned, looking down to the boy. Oops. Looked like his old age was showing. In his defense that did seem like a larger acronym than he was used to. Why couldn't people just talk normally? He'd never understand. "You are pretty dull though." he had no issue in agreeing there. He just turned into a black bird. Hell, he could do that too but of course that was something Vince wasn't too worried about demonstrating at the moment for shits and giggles. Shapeshifting wasn't exactly the most comfortable of experiences. He'd said no more questions and while he wasn't entirely sure why he'd ask about movies of all things, he decided to humor him since it didn't involve him too much. So long as he avoided asking questions about him directly, perhaps Iriel would be fine. "Haven't watched too many movies." he stated with a shrug. He'd watched one out of pure curiosity and never really bothered getting into it again since it was such a huge waste of time. Apparently people were into those sickeningly romantic films. However the concept of horror did intrigue the demon though, catching some of his interest. He hadn't really thought of looking into a specific genre but he might have to next time he was feeling bored. "You don't seem like the type of kid who'd be into horror though." Just from his bubbly personality really, but if you just went off looks, he supposed he could kind of see it. Iriel Parker | i will admit i had no idea wysiwyg was a thing orz me and vince are old MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 7, 2015 15:50:42 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on Of course he was pushing it. Iriel had a nasty habit of putting his toes in drangerous waters. Sometimes, he had to wonder if he did it on purpose or purely out habit. He was the curious sort that always wanted to figure out the mysterious things in life. Maybe that was why he died last time? That memory was a bit foggy and so he just let it go.
The boy took the hint, he wouldn't ask anymore personal questions. He liked keep his teeth firmly in his mouth. "Hm? Oh, Wysiwyg, its a graphics term meaning, What you see is what you get. It's one of the few things I can remember."He laughed lightly, almost awkwardly.
He hadn't expected the demon to agree with him but in reality he really should of. It was no surprise at all, "Gee, thanks." Well, it was a fact he couldn't argue. He was rather dull with very little personality. God, he really did seem like a doll now didnt he? Not just in looks but in personality. How depressing.
"Really? I rather like them and being scared is fun sometimes. I really like the old classics though. They have a better story and less people being stupid and hiding in closets." The new horror genre was still pretty damn good but it had a lot of dumb actors in it sometimes. Well, maybe not all of them---some where still really, really good.
"I own a lot of them, you could always borrow one if you wanted too." And if he never got the movie back it was no real big lose. He lost them often enough from misplacing---so it wasnt uncommon for him to go and have to rebuy it.
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Post by VINCENT PRICE on May 7, 2015 18:15:35 GMT
Another promise , another seed Another packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed And all the green belts wrapped around our minds endless red tape to keep the truth confined They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us We will be victorious As Iriel went about explaining what the term meant, Vincent just looked even more unimpressed if it were at all possible, quirking a brow at that awkward laugh of his. "Well do me a favor and don't say shit like that again." he 'requested' though the tone made it sound more like a demand that left no room for argument. With that settled he continued on, deciding to pretend he didn't just hear that. Kids these days... He was already quite the cynical man but it just made him lose even more hope in this damned world. Overexaggerating? Totally, but that didn't stop him at all. Again, Iriel didn't seem too thrilled about him calling him dull though this time it was without any petty hair pulling. Didn't stop Vincent from putting on the most cheeky smile he could muster. "My pleasure." he practically purred, finding more enjoyment when he wasn't the joke. The demon was just being honest though, as strange as that might sound. The only thing the kid had going for him was the dress and heels and Vince was starting to think he only wore them as an attempt to garner attention. Wouldn't surprise him the slightest to be perfectly honest but he was kind enough to keep that to himself. He'd rather not give the kid excuse to go after him again anyway, especially since his horns were still out. Speaking of which, the bony appendages began to retract as he calmed down before disappearing completely, leaving no trace of their existence. "Bullshit." the man interrupted as the phoenix explained how he liked being scared sometimes. "I wouldn't even be here if you weren't such a pussy." he laughed. But perhaps being scared by a movie was a lot different than being scared in real life. Not that it mattered at all to him and while he was still technically to blame for being in this mess to begin with, he wasn't going to miss the opportunity to call the bird out for being a little bitch. "And I don't know why you think I'd want to borrow anything from you." he went on to say, not sure where Iriel was getting this idea that they were buddies now. "If you are lucky you wont ever see me again." he reasoned with a smirk. Just because he was behaving now didn't mean he'd be so kind to the kid should they ever bump into each other again. MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 9, 2015 2:41:26 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on Looking slightly offended he puffed his cheeks out in defience and then let the air out in a sigh. Who was he kidding? He would lose any verbal argument he might start with the other. He might as well just let Vince have his win, the ass. Iriel was pretty positive this guy just enjoyed being an asshole. Did he not have a single nice bone in his body? Surely, there had to be one in there somewhere, right? He just had to find it....or make sure it hadn't been pulled out and tossed to the side.
"I could only imagine how pleasurable it is for you, ass." The urge to kick the guy in that fine butt of his was strong but he kept himself in check. He really didn't feel like having to go home with brusies. "It's not bullshit. I do enjoy a good horror flim. Just because you startled me and I have you as a intimidation shield does not mean I'm a pussy." Or did it?
Iriel never really got into fights, he didn't make himself known, nor did he really ever bring attention to himself. He was more often the wallpaper in the classrooms as well as any school event. He was fine with that too. He had no reason to try and be an ass or a fighter.
Feeling a bit insluted, his brows came together in irritation. "Oh, won't that be a great thing? I think I could live without seeing your fine ass again. Won't hurt my feelings." He shrugged and stepped a bit loudly in his heels just to annoy the living shit out of the demon. "God, are you always this charming or am I just lucky?" ;
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Post by VINCENT PRICE on May 9, 2015 8:23:19 GMT
Another promise , another seed Another packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed And all the green belts wrapped around our minds endless red tape to keep the truth confined They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us We will be victorious Of course the kid would argue and of course it would be flawed, the demon only continuing to smirk as he tried to convince him he wasn't a pussy. Obviously it hadn't worked, but Vince would lay off of him a bit since it had already seemed to do the trick. "Whatever helps you sleep at night." He liked pissing people off, sure, but when it came to actual fights he, surprisingly, tended to avoid them. It wasn't as if he couldn't take a fight as he was a rather strong demon, but he usually found them shortlived, no pun intended. Oh dear, it looked like he'd insulted him again, though this time Vincent wasn't entirely sure why the boy took offense to such simple facts. Why on earth would the phoenix want to hang out with him again anyway? It certainly wasn't mutual as Vince was positive his optimistic attitude would grate his nerves if he had to deal with it much longer, which might be why he was trying to keep him irritated the entire time. It would of course backfire again when the loud clicking of heels pierced his ears again, Vincent glaring over his shoulder at the angry teen. "I will turn those heels into ashes." he warned with a hiss, not having any of that. Now the kid was just being ballsy again and the demon didn't appreciate it one bit. "Not lucky. I'm just really trying." he gave a bitter laugh, the statement not a total lie. He was trying alright, relying on every fiber of his being to not turn around and give the bird a piece of his mind. He could be far worse if he wanted to be and the kid was just fortunate he felt obliged to not kill him tonight. Wouldn't stop him completely though as he'd immediately turn around, having enough of the constant clicking and grabbing the boy roughly by the front of his shirt, lifting him off the ground with ease. "And you are really trying my patience." he warned. Was this stupid feather really worth putting up with this kid? He had his doubts. Iriel Parker | nah it's fine :U and let me know if i overstepped boundries by making vince grab him and i'll fix this post uwu MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 10, 2015 2:43:59 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on This was ridcuilous. Normally, Iriel wasn't bothered by people. He could spent a whole day and not say a word. Other times, he was just there in the background and being a pleasent teenager. But something about this demon set something off in the bird and he wasn't sure if it was good or bad. There was no inbetween between the two. They either semi got along or didn't. He couldn't even understand why it went like that in the first place.
Maybe, it was because the guy was such an asshole that it spread and turned Iriel into a sassy asshole. Who knew? But the teenager kept his pace and rolled his eyes lightly. "Kiss my skinny ass." The reply came out sharp with no room to argue. Too bad Vince didn't feel the same way the phoenix did. In all honesty, he should of foreseen the hands grabbing at him but he didn't.
In fact, it took him back just slightly and caused him to narrow his eyes. "Sorry, I do that sometimes call it a skill." A skill he rarely used. The teen could be quite agreeable and accommdating every day but today. The teen remained suspended by the other before leaning his head back with a bored groan.
"Look, where almost to the school then you can be free from my annoying hells that you want to burn. So, just deal with it a bit longer? I'll try to behave a bit better for you."
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Post by VINCENT PRICE on May 10, 2015 16:16:04 GMT
Another promise , another seed Another packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed And all the green belts wrapped around our minds endless red tape to keep the truth confined They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us We will be victorious Well it appeared they were both getting a bit heated now. Normally Vincent could keep his cool under this sort of pressure, but clearly this situation was a bit different for some damned reason. Instead of just playing it off with a malicious smirk, he was baring fangs. Literally in fact, rows of teeth looking sharper, even his eyes seemed alight like flames. But as pissed off as this little brat was making him at the moment, he managed to show some restraint, even though it might have not appeared like he had. Quite frankly he could have fell through with his threat and then some, setting the bird on fire. Sure it wouldn't kill him permanently but it'd sure as hell make him feel better. But he didn't and sadly his restraint only seemed to make the kid not take him as seriously as he'd have liked. He acted like he was bored! His eyes narrowed, a low, inhuman growl resonated from his chest. Oh how he wanted to prove the kid wrong, make him regret underestimating him! In fact he was on the brink of doing so and the teen might have noticed a sudden warmth growing around his chest where the demon's hands held him. This however slowed to a stop as the kid spoke, attempting to lighten the situation with a bargain that he'd make an attempt to behave until the escort was done and over with. Vincent of course looked quite skeptical. "I have my doubts." he stated flatly. The phoenix had been rather annoying from the beginning. Did he even know how to behave? But as long as they weren't at each other's throats, he supposed it was good enough, right? Not that he had much choice in the matter. He couldn't necessarily hurt the teen, not without witnesses. He could already see a form out of the corner of his eye. A drunken witness, but a witness no doubt. He hissed at the thought before releasing the bird, letting him drop unceremoniously to the ground. "You are fucking exhausting." the demon sighed, closing his eyes momentarily before they seemed to have returned to normal, not appearing like they'd set a person on fire simply by looking at them anymore. Mostly. He still looked rather pissed, but willing to get along long enough so they could get to the school without anymore stops. "But I swear to god if you keep intentionally clicking those fucking heels I'll make you crawl all the way to your shitty school." he warned. They were friends again! Hardly, but at least he seemed to have agreed to Bitchcake's request which wasn't something he did too often. It was probably the closest thing to getting along that Iriel would be able to expect at the moment. MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 13, 2015 2:08:52 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on There seemed to be a bit of a stare down between the two. Iriel couldn't understand this man. How in the seven hells was he supposed to act around him? Honestly, it was like walking on glass and that was not something Iriel took any joy in. He would much rather be himself and do as he pleased rather then try to keep a demon from jumping down his throat.
Ugh, why did he put himself into this position? Oh, right, cause he was alone in the middle of the night. With this demon putting in situations in his head that could happen. Like say, oh, a stalker. A rapist. A freaking psychopath. Yes, the options where there and never ended.
Vince had his doubts on the bird and Iriel had his doubts on the demon. Seems like they had a mutual understanding on that point at least. Being dropped like a sack of potatoes was not pleasent and it took him a whole two seconds to make sure he kept his balance. The urge to kick the asshole in the dick did come to mind. Granted, he didn't act on that impulse. Instead, he kept his foot to the pavement and his lips sealed.
With a small sigh, he started walking again. But, in all of Iriel's style he suddenly looked very confused at the demon in mid walk. "I'm sorry." He said slowly, clearly preplexed. "But...I don't think a bird can crawl...can they?" Huh, Iriel had to really think on that and it kept him silent for the next five minutes as he tired to solve this mental puzzle.
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Post by VINCENT PRICE on May 14, 2015 11:15:12 GMT
WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE DARK ❝ WITH THAT ALL SETTLED, Vincent headed off again, not really bothering to wait for him to get up and follow. In fact part of him hoped that if he managed to lose the kid he wouldn't have to deal with him anymore, but he doubted he'd be so lucky. He really needed a cigarette before he did something he might regret... What was he regretting exactly? Well it wouldn't be regretted but it'd certainly be of no use and a total waste of his time, so it was possibly the closest thing to regret. Regardless, some cancer sticks would do him some good to calm him down a bit. He was loosing his cool and that was no good at all. This was the first time in a long time that anyone had happened to get under his skin so badly, and it was over such stupid stuff too. He shook his head at the thought, pulling out another from his pack. He'd have to buy a new one at this rate! The demon would inhale the smoke, letting it fester inside for a moment or so before finally releasing it through his nostrils, sighing in relief. But that was when Iriel babbled on again, the demon turning to face him for a moment with a look that said it all. Was this kid being serious? "Oh my god..." he muttered, shaking his head in disbelief. "Why are you so fucking weird?" he laughed. He might have been in this bird's company long enough that he was starting to lose it. MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GS
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 15, 2015 14:30:33 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on As they walked again, Iriel lead the way. He took a right and then five blocks down a left. The walk returned to normal as Iriel just moved silently without much more conversation for a moment after he was released. Turning his head to view the demon, he still looked a bit perplexed.
In indifference the bird shrugged his shoulders. He had been asked so often why he was so werid, freaky, strange, and so forth. It was normal for him to be asked such a thing and yet he didn't have an answer. He was different then others and would admit it anytime. It took all kinds to make the world go around, right?
"I don't know, probably the same reasons your such an ass?" He offered as an innocent explination. Maybe he was getting lucky and the demon was going as insane as he was himself. Iriel returned his attention to the street signs as he focused on them. Was he going the right way? He thought he was, in fact, he was certain he was...but Iriel also had a nasty habit of zoning out and forgetting what he was doing.
Oh dear, this street looked a bit different. Hmm, maybe he should go left! He took a left turn and kept going until something look familiar to him. That building looked about right and if he was on the right street, the school should be showing up in the distance soon.
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Post by VINCENT PRICE on May 15, 2015 19:59:48 GMT
WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE DARK ❝ "PUSHING IT", the demon warned with an annoyed huff. He could give less shits about being called an ass, he knew it well enough and he fucking owned it. What bothered him was the fact that the kid was able to say it so casually. Vince still couldn't figure out if Bitchcakes was incredibly brave or stupid at this point but was far too tired to bother with it. So long as he didn't pull anything else stupid, things would be fine, right? He took another deep drag, having little faith in himself. He was still calming down from his little spark of rage and unfortunately the bird hadn't been wise enough to step carefully. But he managed to show some restraint, letting his eyes look elsewhere for a moment. That was when he noticed. He quirked a brow as he got a lay of the area. Now Vincent didn't go to the Academy often (ever) and he could have been wrong but he certainly didn't think this was the right direction. "Do you even know where you are going?" he questioned, not really interested in prolonging this situation because the teen had gotten them lost. Why was he even letting him take the lead anyway? He sighed at the thought. Iriel Parker | sorry this is short =w= also feel free to add something to spice things up if you want MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GS
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 18, 2015 3:51:21 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on Did Iriel know where he was going? There was a 50/50 chance that they where as sure as hell lost. Iriel's directional sense was as good as stepping in cow shit in a pasture. Of course, Iriel didn't admit that small fact as he merely glanced around. "I do." he said while mumblig, "sorta" under his breath. He normally could find his way back to school but it wasn't uncommon for him to get lost at least five times in the process.
Glancing at the demon, he wasn't sure if he was ready to deal with the guy being pissed again. Eerie had a habit of rubbing him the wrong way---innocently---and he was almost positive the guy might go off again. Hmm, what were his options again? Maybe he should ask for directions? Taking another glance he thought different of it. Wonderful.
Finally, Iriel just stopped walking to stare up at a street sign with interest. Let's see, if he was on 38th then he should go...west? Or....was it east? Heck, he should really invest on road maps to keep on hand so he could lose those with himself along with them. Letting out a small sigh he turned around to see if there was anything that might prove to be helpful. But all he saw as buildings, more buildings, and then a lot more people out then before.
Strange but he thought very little about it. "Mmmm, okay so maybe I am lost?" He finally admitted with a sheepish grin and a shrug to go with it.
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Post by VINCENT PRICE on May 20, 2015 0:32:44 GMT
WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE DARK ❝ VINCENT ONCE AGAIN SEEMED ENTIRELY SKEPTICAL when the boy tried to assure him he knew what he was doing. He was just going to doubt everything about this kid at this point and probably well into the future should they ever run into each other again. He was just a confusing and overly weird mess that the demon honestly wasn't sure he wanted to deal with again after this. He was fine when he wasn't in a bad mood, but the bird was such a sassy little bitch that half the time he only managed to piss him off. Ah, but no matter. All he had to do was get him to his dorms and the bird brain would be out of his hair. So long as they didn't get lost. Which seemed inevitable if he simply kept letting the phoenix lead. Sure enough, the demon was correct to believe that Bitchcakes had no idea where they were going, Vincent slapping the palm of his hand to his forehead in exasperation. What the hell possessed him to even let the kid take the lead? With a groan, he stepped up closer to grab the teen by his shirt, turning him around and wordlessly directing him to follow. He was lucky Vincent knew nearly all the roads in New York City. Don't ask him how. "Seriously, how the fuck are you even alive still?" he groaned as he headed down an alley, not even looking back to see if the kid was still following. Hey, if he lost him that wasn't his fault. The boy in the heels would just have to learn to keep up. An alley here, a road there. Yes, if he remembered correctly this was a way to that cursed Academy. Of course he probably should have been paying better attention to the road as opposed to the destination as he might have sensed a new presence if he'd been paying attention. A presence that seemed rather interested in the dress clad male, having followed the two of them for only a short while. Iriel Parker | here's an attempt at spicy! feel free to do with iriel's stalker as you wish :P MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GS
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