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>> Be careful? Please. As if you weren't the most careful troll in this district. ... but you do nod gently. If you're going to be completely honest, you've never held something like this in your hands and you're not sure if you will be cautious. You're in no rush to start practicing rituals, but should this awaken something in you...

Oh, of course. I'll take good care of them.

>> You reach out and pluck the note from their hand. How very posh~ After drawing a thumb over the seal you flip it over and then smile again. You pulled a number~ Your lusus is going to throw a fit. .... moreso, knowing that you are explicitly invited to their hive.

>> At the mention of blood, specifically yours, your eyes cut away. It'll always be a touchy subject, but it's just so embarrassing having been found out in such a way. Sure, it's less traumatizing for both parties for it to have been a dumb accident than for them to walk in on you bleeding out or something. But ugh. Your air of mystery!

Ah, I'll keep that in mind. I do try not to be rude...

>> You look down at the note once more. Then up again. God, you haven't felt so... good, in ages. Is this giving away too much information?

I'm awfully excited. It's... been some time since I had a friend.

>> YOU'RE FRIENDS RIGHT?

"...hm. w=ll...i can't say i am not v=ry glad to b= fr== of th= fl==t..."

>> An understatement, honestly. Sure, there were some bumps along the way, but you guess you can say you're actually... Happy, how you are now. You're certainly far from miserable.

>> You wave a hand with a shrug when he says he doesn't know how to thank you.

"...no n==d. this knowl=dg= is =ndang=r=d th=s= nights...and i am doing my part by sharing it. just b= car=ful...and b=ar in mind that i would lik= th=s= back at som= point."

>> Preferably before next summer when you do your annual recap of your studies.

"...i also hav= this for you."

>> From your sleeve, you withdraw a small folded note of thick paper that glitters with miniscule shimmering threads, closed with an elegant fuchsia wax seal depicting a skull with an icicle-like halo.

>> Written on the back in fuchsia is your new phone number.

"...as i said b=for=, i do not oft=n go out during th= summ=r...and frankly i do not int=nd to l=av= again this s=ason sinc= i hav= gott=n all th= suppli=s i n==d...so i =ncourag= visits inst=ad...if you smudg= som= of your blood on th= circl= drawn th=r=, it will bring you to my hiv=..."

"...i would pr=f=r som= warning...and sugg=st you dr=ss warmly...but i would not turn you out if you arriv=d unnannounc=d."

>> The ring is only one-use, and it would deposit Eirene outside your hive rather than in it, but that's as much risk as you're willing to take. It's not bound directly to him, so anyone could use it.

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this changed my fkn liiiife

oh no oh god sakurai came on and I'm getting emotional over his voice again :(

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oh no oh god sakurai came on and I'm getting emotional over his voice again :(

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pssst....

I think I'm gonna redo the hair on those already... 😇

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if you saw me putting fishnet on all my trolls no you didn't ❤️

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Vadami which is a higher calling you serve:

The Empire or Cunt

"You would have me choose? Forsake one allegiance for another?"

"How cruel."

"Cunt."

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yes they got new sprites in barely a week, no I don’t want to talk about it.

bonus self-indulgent makeup version.

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i'm literally the priest's favorite sacrificial lamb because i am so docile and sweet and i hold very still when they put the rope around my neck and i trot along so happily while they lead me to the altar and they do not even have to tie me down because i lie so very still and only bleat once or twice in my lovely lamb voice and when the knife comes down it cuts through me like butter and i offer no resistance and i bleed so prettily all over my new white wool and my guts all unspool like the most beautiful shining yarn and my eyes are animal and dumb and hold no accusation and every time i die i come right back as another little lamb because the priest loves me so so much and he always chooses me for the sacrifice every time and he always places one hand on my small and twitching nose to calm me while he lifts the knife and he doesn't do it for the other lambs only me because i'm his favorite

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I think so. You seem much happier with yourself, and look what you've accomplished. A shame to keep something like this buried under a uniform.

>> You flip a page idly, not yet focusing, simply observing. Nice handwriting. Solid lines. You really can't wait to begin devouring these, but you do wonder for a moment how personal the contents may be. Could you ever turn your own journal, had you kept one, over to someone else even if it were only taxidermy and bone cleaning techniques?

Oh, not to worry. I'm terribly intrigued already.

>> The thought of pursuing anything you find in these journals hasn't yet crossed your mind, but it almost certainly will. Give it time! You place the book back on its stack with care, looking up at Kairos with a smile.

I'm not sure how to thank you. These should be immensely helpful, Kairos...

>> Razzle remains inside, having brought in the last of the journals- Standing once again at attention near the door and not seeming to mind being studied.

>> You tilt your head slightly as Eirene says you were an ill fit for the Fleet.

"...do you think so..? i'd hav= thought it did suit m=..."

>> You figure you wouldn't have survived 200 sweeps of alien hellscapes if being a weapon, a cog in a machine, didn't suit you somehow.

>> Or perhaps you just seem that much more comfortable with yourself now.

"...i think so, if you maintain an op=n mind...you might not b= abl= to us= much of th= information h=r=, but i hop= that it will intr=gu= you r=gardl=ss..."

>> Magic is the art of combining one's will with their control over the arcane energy present in all things. Once a novice mage gets a handle on that, the rest is fairly intuitive and dependent on the troll. Theoretically, he could begin his own foray into magic with the information you've given- Those first few journals detail the fundamental aspects of controlling that energy. You have no idea if he has any aptitude or desire.

>> At the very least, you were careful not to include rituals that even a non-mage could perform. With the rest, even if he were to mess about with it, it probably wouldn't have any effect. Probably.

>> You figure the only thing he might not fully understand is the spells you wrote down, since those are more akin to a string of thought for you. The rituals and spell circles are broken down with such detail that, for the most part, their purpose and the function of each part should be understood.

>> The rest is basically just your knowledge on the natural processes of death, intertwined with the actual art of altering those processes to your will- AKA necromancy. There's a lot of physical work you detail, every step of how bodies are prepared for resurrection, notes on doing various things with the mind and soul...

>> Honestly you don't even realize how much insight those journals give to you, personally, your thought process and how you work.

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the different ways ppl draw troll fins fuels me

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I skirted fleet stuff back in the day bc the lore at the time was so rigid like. You WILL become space recruits at exactly this time. This is unavoidable

Now I'm just like yeah man they go when they wanna. There's adults onplanet because it's dumb otherwise. sowwy

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>> As you're not actively losing your mind tonight, you're able to give their manservant a thorough study without looking like you're staring. The stitching is nicely done, you're impressed. Your eyes trail down the second stack of journals, narrowing slightly with pleasure.

I'm glad for that. It really was an ill fit for someone like you.

>> You really are pleased. The only other troll you'd known to be Fleet was your ex-kismesis, and he seemed all too pleased with his position. Kairos on the other hand just seemed sort of drained and pathetic about it, in an endearing way. The clear blossoming of the talent they're modestly calling 'ability' is proof enough that they needed out.

>> You lift the most recent journal, casually leafing through.

I must say I'm intimidated. Will I understand any of this, do you think?

A resurrected...

>> You look toward the door with more interest. Kairos having a butler seems mundane and almost disappointing, but a RESURRECTED butler? There's much to digest there. You smile over at Kairos.

My. You really have improved exponentially.

>> Your hands trace over the top cover. Will you even be able to understand the contents? For the first time in perigees you're excited. Not just for the new information, but maybe this will help keep you occupied and not dwelling on your...issue. You glance down the spines of the journals, then tap the top cover.

What brought you back to it? Have you parted ways with the Fleet?

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Hi Ramira! I'm curious what your deal is :0

"If you figure it out, let me know, yeah?"

"I thought my magic was scary, but have you seen the trolls I'm related to?"

"Seriously, the better question is what the deal is with my lineage."

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the fuck is tumblr mobile

like I had to scroll down through an ad that was just a fkn baby in a womb

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A resurrected...

>> You look toward the door with more interest. Kairos having a butler seems mundane and almost disappointing, but a RESURRECTED butler? There's much to digest there. You smile over at Kairos.

My. You really have improved exponentially.

>> Your hands trace over the top cover. Will you even be able to understand the contents? For the first time in perigees you're excited. Not just for the new information, but maybe this will help keep you occupied and not dwelling on your...issue. You glance down the spines of the journals, then tap the top cover.

What brought you back to it? Have you parted ways with the Fleet?

>> Hm. Their expression changed. Minutely, but it is there. It's not a bad change, not in the slightest. You wonder what this is meant to mean, or if they even meant to do it. Regardless, you're feeling much more together tonight than you had and you're not going to actually riddle over their facial expressions (yet). You give your faint smile in return. You're not aware, and won't be until you sit down and study your own expressions, that it HAS become more natural.

I...

>> You trail off, head tilting as... Their. Butler? Enters the shop as well. Their butler? You shoot Kairos what passes for a questioning look, and begin to lower yourself from your stool. They step forward, a hand extended, and you find yourself taking it. It's strange to accept assistance of any kind, but it feels somehow comfortable. You'll worry over what that's meant to mean later.

>> For now, you step over to the counter and pat its surface.

Here will be fine.

>> Much as how you'd never actually interacted with a horse, you've never met someone's help. It's a surprise to you, but you suppose that Kairos IS a highblood after all... You offer a smile to the waiting troll.

Thank you.

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they'll figure it out eventually.

kairos: this is uncomfortable but, were you flirting with me?

eirene: maybe? were you?

kairos: maybe?

eirene: hm.

kairos: hm...

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kairos: this is uncomfortable but, were you flirting with me?

eirene: maybe? were you?

kairos: maybe?

eirene: hm.

kairos: hm...