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Who: Anyone
When: Day 88, Morning
Where: Shrine Area, Anywhere
What: Mingle & Intros

[ There's a light misty fog outside this morning, perhaps from the seasons gradually beginning to change. The headquarters is still filled with the yapping of those puppies unless you've figured out how to quiet them, and the directory is back up, with a new entry in it. Also, is that the smell of brownies hovering around Apartment Theta? It's a new morning, Thusia, and it looks like some new arrivals in the shrine area. ]

[[ Cain ]]

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. . . I feel the same way, but I do not feel awful about it.

Well, you're not nearly engaged to his brother.

True enough. I am also an awful person, too.

I've met worse.

. . .

[pats her shoulder]

Let us not forget that we were both perfectly awful last time Cain was around.

I think I was a bit more awful than you were, dear.

I was more deceptive. I think that was worse, as far as Xavier was concerned. And I liked to think it didn't make me culpable.

. . . mm, well.

Ptou and Chrono do not know exactly what I did. Just that I did something to him.

Mm. I just...

I nearly ruined things last time, behaving the way I did. I can't do that again.

. . .

[wisely doesn't say anything :x]

[you're a true bro]

[I try]

...nonetheless, I feel like killing something, and it can't be him.

. . . shall we go on a bit of a hunting expedition, then? You did say you needed supplies. And I feel like killing a few things as well.

That sounds wonderful.

Do lead the way then, my dear.

[out into the wild murdering yonder \o/]

[bonding through murder \o/]

[hacking and slashing o/ \o]

Also, if you don't mind, I might come over to your apartment later. I'll bring drinks.

[aww yiss]

Our door is always open to you, Noric.

Thank you.

How are things going, with all of you?

. . . better, now that we have all recovered and things are relatively back to normal.

. . .

I do not . . . think I got the chance to thank you, for holding that ceremony, though.

[throws his knife through a lizagon's throat]

It's all right. It's hard to remember such things on a Long Night.

. . . mm. Even so, thank you. I was able to put my parents to rest.