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Mike shrugged. "I've been told that souls don't lie. Maybe something happened that you never found out about."
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"Maybe magic or something?" Pluto suggested
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He scoffed. "There's no way. First of all, I'm gay," he said. "I thought that was very clear. Second, even if I wasn't, I can't have children. It's just not possible." He looked back at her, and her eyes seemed a little bit greener. He pushed the image of Milo out of his head.
"Well, why don't we ask the girl?" Mike glanced at Zoe. "Do you know who your parents are?"
"Well, did your gayness happen to touch a warlock or something?"
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He turned toward PLuto. "That's absolutely none of your business," he said, voice raised slightly.
Zoe shook her head at Mike. "No idea. I remember that for a few years, a woman tried to take care of me, but she couldn't handle it, I guess."
"Well it might be our business if this thing," she pointed at Zoe, "happens to be your kid!"
"Sheesh. I had no idea I was walking into some kind of scandal when I signed up for this. Do DNA tests work on magical beings?"
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"She's not my kid!" He said, doubting himself a little bit.
Zoe looked at Asura, sighing. "No, not that I know of. I think the only person that would be able to really tell would be a warlock."
"Hell if I know."
"Then let's find a warlock and get this danged mess straightened out, hey? If she's your kid, she's your responsibility."
"Wonderful. Where are we gonna find a warlock around here?"
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"If Milo was still alive, I'd go to him," Asura muttered.
That piqued Zoe's interest. "Milo?" Zoe said, stepping forward. "I heard about him. The woman who raised me said that he died around the time that I was born."
Pluto was still squinting at Zoe. "Guys, I think this Milo guy might be related to Zoe."
"Oh, for–okay." Mike closed his eyes and massaged his forehead tiredly. "Whatever. That makes perfect sense."
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"What the hell? No it doesn't, Milo is a dude."
"No, I'm serious! There's something in her soul that's like writing but not, and it's saying something about being part of Asura and Milo!"
"Is there no other warlock nearby that anyone knows of? This is getting ridiculous."
(If there isn't, I'd be happy to volunteer one of my magical characters to do a reading, btw)
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"Nobody that I know."
(go for it, my dude)
(sweet, thanks)
All at once there came a voice from outside the warehouse. "Hello? Excuse me, is anyone there? Yoo-hoo!"
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(I gotta go for a few hours agh somebody take over Asura for me)
Pluto whipped around to the direction of the noise. "Oh great, just what we need."
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A tall man in formal black robes poked his head through the door. "Oh, I do hope so! I heard through the grapevine that someone was in need of a warlock?"
Pluto squinted at the man. "God I hate warlocks," she muttered
He smiled cheerfully. "A pleasure to meet you as well! My name is Zen V'e'en, warlock of L'obscureau District. How can I help you?"
"Could you uh, work your mojo on her," she said, gesturing to Zoe, "to tell everyone that I'm right and she's actually probably related to Asura?"
"Oh, an heredity analysis!" Zen nodded seriously. "I see. One moment." He stepped up to Asura, peered at him for a moment, then turned and did the same to Zoe. "Well, well, this is very….ahem….complicated, I must say. Would you like all the gory details, or shall I simplify?"
"Simplification please."
"Very well." Zen steepled his fingers and straightened up dramatically. "The parents of Zoe are: One Asura, one Milo, and one sixteenth unidentified. That is all."
"Aha, I was right!" Pluto said, doing a little dance. "Oh. Wait. That probably isn't a good thing."