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[banished-to.livejournal.com]

Hel is outdoors, sewing a new glove for herself. It's fairly hard to miss her, if nothing else. She always welcomes those who would speak with her.

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"So I see." Zexion replies, voice blank and bland. He thinks better than to argue with her name for him. "Who are the others?"

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"I met Axel, once, and Xigbar. I have seen another, large and with dreadlocks, but not spoken with him." They all make as much difference to Hel as each other.