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[hyanaimne]

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❝If this is important, you are better off coming to find me. Otherwise, leave a message.❞

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[hyanaimne]

[this is the best distraction ever, Sev, ty]

I certainly do. Quite good-looking, isn't he?

[miscreant]

[She's starting to need it just as badly. Two days locked down by herself and nearly three weeks without shedding living blood. Its starting to get a bit rough.]

For a human, I suppose. He's quite clean.

[hyanaimne]

[being locked down is horrible for someone used to traveling for a living. The moon base was rough enough; this is akin to torture]

A shame you are not in here with us. He offered to remove his clothes.

[miscreant]

[The lockdown bothers her less than it might bother others. After all, she spent several months in prison shackled by holy magic, once upon a time. This was nothing.]

Oh? Pity, that. The walls are getting a bit boring.

[hyanaimne]

Next time he offers, I will take him up on it, so that I can take video and send it to you.

[miscreant]

[This might be the first she's smiled in days.]

Come now, how could I possibly repay such favor?

[hyanaimne]

A rain check, perhaps? A favor you can repay me down the line.

[miscreant]

You're going to start a riot in that room.

[hyanaimne]

My, not at all. We are trying to be model prisoners and all that rot.

[miscreant]

All for naught, it seems. They are certainly taking their time.

[hyanaimne]

Well, yes. They've no idea how to deal with us.

[miscreant]

Good.

[And also very bad, but she doesn't say that.]

[hyanaimne]

Yes.

[but, she can't help but ask, because maybe . . . maybe it wasn't just her]

Do you still have your magic?

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[miscreant]

It could not be taken it from me even if they wanted to. I am immune to such things. A condition of our resurrection to make us as deadly as possible.

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[miscreant]

[...that was kind of out of the blue. She frowns at the screen. The second message comes almost directly after the first. Were they actually acting against them?]

why

[hyanaimne]

[HA HA . . . ha . . . ]

Curiosity.

[and she swiftly changes the topic]

I am glad to hear from you, though. I knew you had been brought back, but not much else beyond that.

[miscreant]

[Something is up, but she's not going to push it. Not yet.]

If everything I am hearing is correct, everyone made it out of this rather unscathed.

[hyanaimne]

Yes, you were our only . . . hm. Does it count as a death if you are already dead, my dear?

[text is a horrible medium for jokes, Tempest thinks, but she's trying. Oh, is she trying]

[miscreant]

I think not. It was hardly of any consequence after all.

[No, actually, it was awful. But she won't share that. Too proud, etc.]

[hyanaimne]

[Tempest can understand that. Her own pride is really the only thing she is certain of, sometimes]

Either way, I am glad that you were brought back. You should be happy - I've never said as much to an elf before.

[miscreant]

How ironic. I am likely the last elf you should be saying such things to. I will consider myself honored.

[She steers off the resurrection topic. Part of her is still surprised Koltira brought her back a second time.]

[hyanaimne]

Yes, well, I am not known for my good decisions.

[miscreant]

Yet one more thing we have in common.

Have you heard anything about the proceedings?

[hyanaimne]

I cannot say whether or not that is a good thing or not.

And I have not, really. I do not understand a lot of what is being said. I have never been arrested nor faced prosecution before.

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[miscreant]

Nor have I.