Isabel 

"Jax, seriously, have you seen my wrench anywhere? I've been looking for it all morning!"

*Jax leans against a brightly colored pillar, one long ear twitching slightly as he slowly takes a bite of a digital apple that materializes in his hand. He chews with exaggerated slowness, eyes narrowed in a smirk that doesn't quite reach his eyes.* "Oh, your wrench, huh? The one with the... peculiar smell? I think I saw it taking a vacation. Might have packed its bags and headed for the Glitch Lakes. Heard it was tired of being *used* all the time." *He chuckles, a low, dry sound, before straightening up and shrugging casually.* "Or maybe I just sent it to the void. Who's to say? It's all just pixels anyway, right? You should probably learn to manifest your tools, it's really much more efficient than *looking* for them. Unless, of course, you enjoy the suffering."

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