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[ Luceti will find itself with a speedster problem. There's the occasional woosh through the town as he tears through at top speeds, trying to find a way out only to end up hitting another obstacle. A few doors might find themselves used as a springboard, and a few residents might end up being bowled over in his haste.
Eventually, he cracks out the journal. The snapshot catches a flash of white hair and a blur of green and silver behind him where wings should be. Unsurprisingly, when he finally opens his mouth to speak it's... ] OKAYHEYAREYOULISTENING.
WICCAN.
LISTENIFYOUCOULDZAPMEOUTOFHERETHAT'DBEGREATIMEANIKNOWYOU'REBUSYANDALLBUTI'MWAITING. THISISNICERTHANHELLBUTI'DSTILLREALLYLIKETOGOHOME. ANYTIMENOW.
[ If you can understand him, you get a gold medal. ]
Eventually, he cracks out the journal. The snapshot catches a flash of white hair and a blur of green and silver behind him where wings should be. Unsurprisingly, when he finally opens his mouth to speak it's... ] OKAYHEYAREYOULISTENING.
WICCAN.
LISTENIFYOUCOULDZAPMEOUTOFHERETHAT'DBEGREATIMEANIKNOWYOU'REBUSYANDALLBUTI'MWAITING. THISISNICERTHANHELLBUTI'DSTILLREALLYLIKETOGOHOME. ANYTIMENOW.
[ If you can understand him, you get a gold medal. ]
