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[scornful]

This is Bariyan e Kodhi... oops, no, I'm terribly sorry, it actually isn't. It used to be. But it seems that he is gone and his possessions have been passed on to me.

This is Catsovi e Viciro.


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[lexiconning]

[ That he's killed... isn't any surprise, really. But no time to dwell on that because is this an offer?!

Syll blinks at him, is silent for a few beats. ]

...On, on who? Wouldn't that sort of thing... get me in more trouble?

[scornful]

[ Pause.

He'd been joking, but now Cat's seriously considering it. He hasn't been in a proper fight the whole time he's been here and he's starting to feel it. Starting to feel anxious, uncomfortable, aimless and without purpose.

He looks down as he thinks. And eventually, he murmurs: ]

We are technically at war, aren't we?

How would you like to go on a mission with me, Syllona?

[lexiconning]

[ A mission? Normally going to the danger was the last thing she dream of, but then there's the worry again. That she really will have to KILL Jericho's friends...

There's guilt there, too, but it's nothing compared to the fear for her life.

She nods, then remembers his eyes. ]

I- Okay. I... [ She sighs. ]

I think this is something I need to do, Catsovi. I'll go with you.

[scornful]

Lovely. [ Cat smiles pleasantly, his eyes lighting up as if he's just realized it's Christmas day. ] Now-- do you have a weapon? Physical or magical?

[lexiconning]

[ SOMEHOW his smile isn't contagious. ] Well... I lost my dagger but I'm sure the Initiative would give me another.

The first one had a spell on it, but that's a little harder to explain.

[scornful]

I don't think spells will be necessary. But do find yourself another dagger. Or two.