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the care and feeding of monsters
ding dong, the dungeon's dead
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Almost as soon as power and phone service are back up in San Diego to a first world standard of reliability, such that people can receive targeted advertisements, there start being a fair number of ads for a party to celebrate the death of Menagerie. Any person or group with a monster of their own is welcome, on top of the espers and support involved in clearing the dungeon and some representatives from the monster zoo and some security to make sure the monsters are not stolen at or around the party. They will also be celebrating the return of now-safe monsters to their loving families, if those families do not choose to sell their finds. The whole thing is catered from one of the restaurant-boats that have sprung up in the absence of safe car transportation.

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Kevin and Peeler are still in the city - he's been running a few smaller dungeons with Sinkhole just to see how it goes, she's theoretically oncall for dungeons that could use her power but in practice is enjoying the much warmer weather down here - and they're both here for the party. (Kevin to people-watch, Peeler for the animals.)

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It's a bit of a hassle getting down here -- they'll likely never know how Sky made it so far up the coast -- but as Sophie's mom pointed out to her husband, when else were they going to get a chance like this? So both of them show up with Sophie herself sandwiched between them,

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an adorable little critter clutched tight in her arms.

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"Hi there!" says Traceless, unclogging the name suggestion box in front of a caged bird that has its head and body in a single winged football shape. "You got a cute one there."