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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?]

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[intellectum]

[zzzz]

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[containers up most of the stew, ladling up two bowls of it and putting them on the coffee table. checks on the oven, which is still cooking the rest of the meat.

straightens up, looking at the bedroom door for a while.

...then goes up to the attic.]

[intellectum]

[...]

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[comes back down, after a while, and sets a bottle on the table, along with two glasses.

then he waits, dozing on the couch. it's been a few hours by now... nearly lunchtime.]

[intellectum]

[coming out after a while, awkwardly]

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[sort of asleep, leaning on the armrest.]

[intellectum]

[shakes him gently]

Noric?

[untempered]

[wakes up suddenly, blinking fast]

--hhwhat?

[intellectum]

[smiles]

Slept well?

[untempered]

Ah-- I only just shut my eyes. I think.

[intellectum]

What were you doing?

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Cooking. There are a lot of those dead monkeys around, it's pointless to let them go to waste.

[gestures to the bowls on the table, a bit awkward.]

Lunch. If you want.

[intellectum]

... Eat with me.

[untempered]

[smiles slightly]

I did wait, you know.

[intellectum]

I know.

[untempered]

[hands Xavier his bowl, then takes his own.]

[intellectum]

[taking it]

I'm sorry.

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[slowly]

I realise you were trying to help... but I'm not all right with doing something like that.

[intellectum]

[nods]

[untempered]

People can think what they want of me. I won't be responsible for thinking ill of you.

[intellectum]

I should have helped you better.

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Xavier... please believe me when I say you help me more than anyone else.

[intellectum]

I was ready to hurt.

[untempered]

...why?

[intellectum]

You say I help you the most, but at that point... I wasn't helping at all.