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Who: Rin & Whoever
When: Day 31, late morning
Where: Apt ☻, but the door is open
What:

[ . . . there's a quiet shriek and then a puff of smoke wafts out of Apt ☻'s door . . .

The source of said shriek is tossing some charred pieces of . . . something out the door '-' . . . ]

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[hesitates just long enough for it to be noticeable, but]

No.

. . . did something happen? Ah and . . . should I call you 'Lancer' or . . .?

Diarmuid. I was injured in a hunt, and there are new arrivals.

Diarmuid then. Did you find a Master, surely they could . . . [ blink ] The new arrivals?

[inclines his head]

My master is Cayden Hawksley in Apartment S.

I'm glad to hear it.

[nods]

Your insight as a master would be beneficial for him. Would you be able to speak with him at some point?

[ s. . . surprised. ]

Ah, I don't mind. He's not from a . . . oh, his world must be very different.

Not very. He had a pact with a spirit before coming here, but it was different, I believe. I do not know the details of it though.

You haven't asked?

I have spoken with his roommate, Ky, about it. His pact arrived with him. There are... different circumstances. Their spirits are not solely bound to them and their contracts are made to be dissoluble at either the master or spirit's desires as best I understand.

[ hmmm ]

Did you tell him about what a pact with you means?

We have discussed it, but there is a chance that not every aspect was touched upon.

All right. Gilgamesh didn't tell his Master about the command seals at all, that's why I asked.

[looking away]

That I do know we discussed.

. . .

Ah, sorry. . . is that a touchy subject?

[not. looking. at. her.]

... Kayneth used his final command spell to force me to kill myself.

Edited 2012-03-12 17:14 (UTC)

[ . . .

OH . . . her hand goes to her mouth briefly ]

. . . I'm sorry . . . I didn't know . . .

It is not something I have much desire to discuss.

. . . that's understandable.

... I would appreciate it if you would speak with him. [glances at the burnt meat in the hall] Would you like me to prepare breakfast as a thank you?

I definitely will.

[ F-FLUSHES ]

. . . It's okay! Really, okay!

Are you certain? It would be no trouble.

I. . . I am!

But maybe we should all have breakfast together. Just in a social way, none of this obligation or thanking stuff.

I would enjoy that.