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Astral was just finishing up in his workroom around four, wiping his hands off after setting the bucket down. He'd get the new shipment of soul substance sent out to Serna and Mother, and that would be it. He looked to the time, sighing some. He probably wouldn't be seeing Simon until dinner, which was a couple hours away…
Well, it usually was. What was stopping him from doing it right now? He wanted to see Simon, and it would be an excuse to get rid of two pesky souls who only seemed to get in his way.
So, instead of just waiting around like he had planned to, Astral made his way to the kitchen, humming to himself as he started to cook. He had just enough time to get the food on the table at four.
"DINNER!!"