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[untempered]

Who: Noric, anyone
When: Day 52, early morning
Where: the common room
What: the fabled priest insanity of old

[It's early enough that most of the inhabitants of the common room right now are the dead batmonkey corpses. One person, though, is standing with one hand pressed to the glass, heedless of the blood stains on it.]

Wrong. This world is wrong ... I can't feel it here. There's nothing...

[Oh goody he's talking to himself in disturbing ways. Engage?]

Comments

[untempered]

[rubs his back a little.]

[intellectum]

I think I didn't handle it so well.

[untempered]

Vier... I know it hurts you, and scares you. I don't expect you to 'handle' it as though you don't feel that way.

[intellectum]

Yes, but...

[untempered]

There is no 'but'.

[intellectum]

[rubbing his hands]

Fine.

[untempered]

Don't be so hard on yourself, dearest.

[intellectum]

[smiles]

Easier said than done, don't you think?

[untempered]

[smiles, a bit sheepish]

Well... yes.

[intellectum]

But I do feel better. Thank you.

[untempered]

Good.

[kisses him lightly again]

I'm sorry for worrying you. I suppose this fever is not yet fully past.

[intellectum]

So it seems.

[untempered]

...

Did many people see?

[intellectum]

[scowls]

Not that many.

[untempered]

[exhales quietly]

All right... I just want to explain it to anyone I know, who might have seen it.

[intellectum]

How would you explain it?

[untempered]

[shrugs...]

I would explain it as I know it. That I'm not well, and this happens sometimes, though not as often as it used to.

[intellectum]

[wince]

I rather no one knows at all.

[untempered]

[soft]

What alternative do I have? I will be asked about it.

[intellectum]

I know, I know.

Tell them my powers did it to you.

[untempered]

[jerks back]

--no.

[intellectum]

[blinks]

Why not?

[untempered]

Because it's not true.

[intellectum]

[rolls his eyes]

Noric, they will think you mad. Just tell them I affected you and no one needs to doubt your sanity.

[untempered]

I'd rather be thought mad than tell anyone you hurt me.

[gets up and walks away from the couch.]