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“I have been very busy with my new job. My higher ups gave me the job of being a cryptid hunter basically.”
*He smiled at the other and his wings ruffled about. The angel then showed off all his new weapons*
“I was able to get new weapons and a lot more training as well. I’m a seraphim now. Was given a new rank.”
“A cryptid hunter and seraphim. Seems like you’ve been doing well then~”
Ah, ranks... while they meant little to him, he was glad for his friend. Vern seemed to be proud of his new job, and that was most important.
“I suppose my own job hasn’t changed much since last time we spoke. Although I must admit that lately I’ve been contemplating going with retirement. Perhaps it should no longer be my task to decide what my kin gets to do or not do in this realm.”
As much as he still wanted to honor his late master’s final wish... he had made so many new little friends. And they were worried for his safety time and time again. He no longer wanted to hurt their feelings everytime he left them alone while on a new dangerous mission.
“Ah-- Those new weapons of yours, may I see them up close? I must say I am quite a bit of a weapon fanatic, heh.”