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{Open to Noid escorting Chaos, Sephiroth, Noxigar, and Tracy into Town Hall. They are greeted by a woman sitting at the receptionist desk. She is young, in her early 20s, with short rose-colored hair. She gets up from her desk and nods to Noid. Chaos is visibly staggered at her presence, sweating mildly.}

NOID: Ah, Noelle! I don't suppose you mind escorting these men to the mayor's office, do you?

{Noelle smiles at Noid.}

NOELLE: Of course not!

{Noxigar looks at Chaos.}

NOXIGAR: Chaos, it appears that you are leaking sweat again. Is everything satisfactory?

CHAOS: Ha.. ha.. yeah, it's absolutely fine, it's totally fine, it's going quite-..

{Chaos is startled even further by Noelle standing right in front of him.}

NOELLE: Hello, Abraxas.

CHAOS: Noelle!! Hey, um... heh.

NOELLE: Come on, Abraxas. There is no need to act awkward around me with your friends.

CHAOS: Oh-um... heh... of course, it's just-...

NOID: ...I'll, um, just leave you all to it, shall I?

{Noid shifts away from the scene, leaving them alone. Chaos is still trying to get his words out but is interrupted by Noelle.}

NOELLE: Follow me, I'll take you straight to the mayor.

{Noelle leads the group through Town Hall.}

SEPHIROTH: This is a pretty snazzy job, you have here, Noelle.

NOELLE: Thank you! Yeah, I managed to land it around the same time Skullbuggy got elected. When I was interviewed, they wanted to talk to me about my knowledge of Kids Bop, and that was apparently good enough for me to get the job. I guess I have Bell to thank for that. I heard about what happened, by the way. That's so sad.

NOXIGAR: Indeed. I was not there to witness it, but I felt it happen all the same. I detected a massive burst of energy coming from Spook Cliff, and then nothing.

TRACY: Sarah...

NOELLE: Oh my do not say the lord's name in vain, Tracy. I am so sorry. I shouldn't have brought that up with you around, that was so inconsiderate of me.

TRACY: No, it's fine. That's what the mayor wants to see us for anyway. I just wish I were there sooner, I could have stopped it, I could have stopped... him.

{Noxigar pats Tracy on the back.}

NOXIGAR: I promise you with all respect that we will work to ensure justice.

{They finally reach the door to the Mayor's office. Noelle opens the door and leads the group in. Sitting at his desk is Skullbuggy, and standing at his side is Chwoka.}

SKULLBUGGY: Thank you, Noelle.

{Noelle closes the door.}

SKULLBUGGY: Please, take a seat! I just want to ask you a few questions.

{The group sit down at the chairs in front of the desk. Skullbuggy addresses Tracy first.}

SKULLBUGGY: First thing's first. Tracy, I am so incredibly sorry about what happened.

{Tracy sighs.}

TRACY: Yeah.

SKULLBUGGY: Anyway, as you have all probably noticed by now, since the incident, both Bell and Raiku have gone missing. I'm worried about Bell, I fear he may be taking irrational action.

CHAOS: What do you mean? You think he's gone to find Raiku himself?

SKULLBUGGY: Yes. And I fear that he's at risk at doing something regrettable. Bell is capable of quite shocking things, and I fear about what might happen if he finds Raiku.

SEPHIROTH: Why should we care, about Raiku? If Bell wants to do, something, let him.

NOXIGAR: I concur with Sephiroth.

SKULLBUGGY: I understand, but think about it. Raiku is immortal, a tanar'ri with untapped abilities, which are wrong, because they're blasphemous. And look at Bell also. Just as highly powered, currently filled with rage and potentially unstoppable. An unstoppable force meeting an unmovable object? Not pleasant.

CHWOKA: Plus, guess who has to clean up the mess when it happens? We're still in debt due to the Tanar'ri Hunter incident.

SKULLBUGGY: I'm just asking. Please find Raiku before Bell does. He needs to be brought to justice, I agree. But it needs to be done properly. If Bell does it, I fear the consequences will be terrible.

SEPHIROTH: I wonder what Bell is doing, right now.

{Cut to Bell walking down a busy American highway. Cars are swerving around him and angrily honking their horns as he walks down the middle of the road. He is barefoot and his clothes are torn and tattered. He reaches his destination. The birthplace of Raiku himself. Pan to the side to show a road sign reading "Law School, Michigan". Cut to Bell walking into the Bar Exam. The interior is like that of a biker bar, only the patrons are all lawyers. He walks up to the counter and sits down on the stool. He is greeted by the bartender, who is an attractive young paralegal.}

BARMAID: Well, well, well. It ain't very often we get a new face around 'ere. I presume you ain't honest?

BELL: I was honest. Once. I even don't know what I am anymore.

{The barmaid responds with a single nasally laugh.}

BARMAID: Hah. Join the club, bub. Anyways, what'ya havin'?

BELL: I didn't come here for drinks. I came here to speak to the owner.

BARMAID: Oh, I'm sorry, but J ain't takin' visitors.

BELL: It's important.

BARMAID: I'm sure it is, but that don't change a thin'. If he ain't takin' visitors, he ain't takin' vis-

{Bell stands up and slams his hands on the counter.}

BELL: IT'S ABOUT RAIKU. THIS IS IMPORTANT!

{The barmaid freezes in her tracks.}

BARMAID: Oh My Cochran. A'ight, come with me.

{The barmaid opens the counter door, allowing Bell in. She then casts an incantation on the wall in front of her, creating a doorway to Jericho's lounge. She escorts Bell through. Jericho is sitting at a desk covered in cocaine. His eyes are bloodshot, and his nose is bleeding slightly. Besides him on both sides are a pair of crutches.}

JERICHO: Oi, Kitrah! Whaht thi bloody frock dihd I tall ya abouht vihsitors?

BARMAID: He has something important to tell you, sir.

{Jericho pulls out his law degree and points it at Bell. His arm is incredibly shaky, however.}

BELL: It's about Raiku.

{Jericho puts the degree back down and stands up, picking the crutches up and shuffling over to Raiku. When he comes out of his desk, it is visible that he only has one leg, the other one appearing to have been tucked into his pants, owing to his history as a contortionist, as all lawyers must be able to stick their heads up their own poopdeck. Jericho gets closer to Bell and observes him.}

JERICHO: Ey. Yer thaht Ball boy, arihn'ht ye? Yihah, I know ye. So whaht makihs ye thihnk I gihve a snuffahleupahgus abouht Raiku? Ah've puht thaht lihfe bihhind me now, mate.