We last left our fearless, beautifully fully blond headed, Belf Hunter in a predicament.
He’s dead… and bored.
You might say, BORED STIFF! /BWAHAHAHA!!!
I kill me!
Oh wait…. O.O
Where was I?
Oh yes, dead.
Yes. That is me… Trying to sleep.
Did you know there really is no sleeping in the afterlife?
In this case, I’m not sure if there is an afterlife. I’m sure there should be something “after” this!
Isn’t this supposed to be transitional?!
So I ask the Spirit Healer, “What is going on? Why am I stuck here? Is this all there is?”
She responds, “I’m actually doing you a favor. Apparently you strode upon the hem of the Angel of Death’s robe. She is waiting for your return, so that her staff can gnaw upon your face!”
“You shall bide your time here little one, until her wrath is fully sedated upon the demise of her RBG enemies. Then, and only then shall I help you return to the life you once knew,” she says in ghostly a voice.
“Yes mam.“ I replied.
“I’m glad we had this talk,” was her final response.
note: Navimie is one of the nicest persons ever! She is nothing like Navizor is being made out to be. I was talking to her earlier in the day, and mentioned that I needed to get Belf-Z back to life. She laughed and gave me tacit approval.