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~~Most persistent spam ever~~ ~~I'm assuming that this isn't for a Viagra support group~~ ~~How the hell do you do this?~~

Hello. I got tired of deleting the email from my inbox and this seemed to be the only way to get it to stop. I'm not entirely sure what comes next but I hope it doesn't result in more random emails from mysterious sources. Is there a next step to this or am I free to reclaim my internet connection again?

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Oh, it's no trouble at all! This place can be a little intimidating at times, but the people here do mean well on the whole. I'm guessing no nuts allowed? My step-daughter's school has a no-nut policy for kids who might be allergic. Which is a pity, but I can understand the need to keep the children safe.

Alright. That sounds like something not too crazy. Is the getting there hard because of distance or just the place itself? We're not going to have to go to Egypt, right? My passport expired last year and I haven't gotten it renewed.

What can I do to help?

Have you considered music? Percussion? I've just started picking up drums and I have to say it really is kind of an upper body work out.

Only the ones I borrow 8 hours a day, 5 days a week. None of my own. ~~Maybe some day. Got to meet a girl first.~~ You said you have a kids? How many?

Pleased to meet you. I'm new at this all so I don't know how much help I'm going to be but, as I'm local, please let me know if I can do anything.

We'll see how it goes. Just try and adapt to things for now.

Thank you so very much.

*Words are pretty inadequate for the genuine gratitude but he isn't about to scribble out the tune that has his fingers tapping at the wrist-rest of his keyboard. That would be weird, even for this group, he thinks.*

I will. Thank you. I suspect it isn't going to take as long as you would think to adapt and I won't let myself worry about that fact.

[He has no idea what this group would count as weird.]

No thanks necessary, darling. If you ever need a friendly ear to bend don't hesitate to hit me up.

No nuts at all. I'm pretty sure no one has an allergy but I would rather be safe than sorry. You are going to make me the most popular teacher for a day.

How old is your step-daughter? If I can ask?

If that's the case than you'll fit in fine.

Well, it's never too late.

Me, I've got three: Devin, Harper, and Cian, who was one of the Yule babies of the group. And, my girl Ebony just informed me recently that we're expecting another in late September.

Oh my gosh, look at you! You may be even more adorable when you're all clean-shaven and human and stuff. Are you tall this time around? If you're tall, I'm just going to faint.

Oh. And Hi. I'm Tara. When we knew each other, I was Astarte.

Of course he will, Boss! And we can always use another built in babysitter. And we'll have nothing but the best.

Oh, I know how that feels. I do as much writing as I can get the opportunity to jot down. Sometimes in song form, sometimes just poetry, and sometimes as prose, but they're all stories. Love stories are my specialty.

Hi. Welcome. Just... be careful. The people who send these e-mails aren't ordinary spammers, and some of them aren't very nice.

Dance, actually. Got my degree in that.

Something to look forward to, huh? I have to admit, though. I really like grape juice myself. Especially when they mix it with other kinds of fruit like cran-grape.

So you like sweet and Anthony *good job interpreting kid-speak names* likes salty. Have you ever had dark chocolate salted caramels? I bet both of you would like those.

Congratulations! You're going to have your hands completely full with all of those kids. Especially as I gather that these latest kids grow pretty fast.

And this is the same Ebony as Lilith, right?

We've already been to Egypt. I don't know if we'll have to go back or not. I miss the place where I was born sometimes, but, with the political climate, probably best to not go too often.

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Ok. So. We all have these places of power. Ours is conveniently hidden in plain sight right here in Las Vegas. The Luxor is here for a reason. But I can't figure out how to get inside. There's something there beyond the hotel facade--someplace that mortals aren't supposed to penetrate. But it's resisting all my attempts to bypass security and get inside.

~~Oh god what do I even~~

I'm 6 foot 3 and the tallest of my family. My older brothers don't even break six foot.

And I must be getting used to this place or the research is paying off or I'm remembering more because... Dwarf. You can forget that if you want.

Hi, Tara. It's good to meet the fourth Egyptian.

It's the least I can do to extend warm wishes.

Tina's actually going to be turning ten here in just a couple of weeks. And she's a wonderful big sister. My son Carl is one of the children born just before Christmas.

Oh my gosh. You're tall. That's just so adorable!

I will. Thank you again.

*Oh, to heck with it. Cal wanders off to scribble down the tapped-out tune. He knows from experience that a musical scribble won't leave his head until he puts it down.*

Wow. You were born in Egypt? That must have been really interesting. In doing some research, I found some travel sites, too. I think I might have the kids do a segment on ancient Egypt next month. It could be fun.

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Somehow the idea that it's the Luxor is the thing that surprises and bothers me the least out of all this. I mean, it makes a warped kind of sense, doesn't it? I've never been to Vegas myself, though.

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