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Step Zero : The Bet “So we’re all in agreement?” Loki asked as he dropped his wager into the large black pot in the middle of the three men. Set snorted. Of course it was Loki who needed clarification. More than any of them, the Norse trickster thrived on his golden tongue coming up with words and agreements that twisted things in his favour. Probably thought that would help him. Not here. Plus that cape. Set almost rolled his eyes. Trust Loki to find the most ostentatious shade of green available. Every so often a gust of desert wind would whip up and grab the tails of the cape, nearly hiding the Norse god under the folds. “We are,” Eshu stepped forward, and threw his own wager into the cauldron, “the terms of the bet seem acceptable to me.” They both turned to Set, waiting for his confirmation.

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“Is it done?” Thoth’s words were soft as he stepped out of the shadows of the doorframe. Anubis didn’t look up, didn’t move, didn’t breathe. The god of death just stood there silently with his head down, one hand resting on the chest of the corpse. The one corpse that wasn’t lying on the shiny clinical table at the center of the room. While the three bodies on the metal table had been fully cleaned and prepped for their respective funerals, this last body was untouched by the magic of Anubis. No coffin waiting to be filled. As fresh as could be expected without the embalming so carefully done to the other patrons of the T&A Funeral Home.

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