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[daemonized]

ARDYN IZUNIA

Ardyn Izunia. Professor of law. Lord of law. Liege of law. The one grading your papers. Leave a message.

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[daemonized]

[Ardyn brings up a hand to rub at the back of his neck. He wishes there was something to be done, but this Cocoon did not exist here. And her “purpose” — to destroy a settlement — was hard to condone, despite the fate that awaited her if she did not. All of her memories thus far have not indicated anything that could possibly help her out of this situation.

The feeling of helplessness encroaches again, and there is very little that he hates more.]

…In my world, there was something that could change people into monsters. It was an illness, not a… curse, not really, but the parallels are difficult to ignore. There was very little that could be done about it, though there was very specific healing magic that could transfer it from one person to another. I possessed that magic; and I do once more.

[He gestures to her, eyes scanning her face.]

My meaning is that there are other people here, with abilities from different worlds, that might have a solution to your problem. A bit of research to be done, a bit of reaching out to see if anyone has any idea what to do. The experiences here are vast, and literally multiversal.

[A pause.]

This would, of course, require you to tell others about your predicament. Not keep it only to yourself and… I.

[belligerentwarrior]

[She meets his gaze, listening and considering every word of it. Ardyn has a point. She didn't really know the nature of the mark, so perhaps...]

[Freya breathes out, tilting her head towards the ceiling.]

Yeah. Guess so. I know a couple people better connected than I am. I'll ask if they've got any bright ideas. But... in the event this doesn't pan out? I don't want to just throw this around on the app. Can't stand the thought of how everyone'd treat me if they all knew.

[daemonized]

I understand.

[He has memories of his own that he doesn't necessarily want floating about on the app, but for reasons different than her own.]

...Eventually, though, those close to you will have to know. I realize it isn't my place to say that, but...

[He trails off.]

[belligerentwarrior]

Yeah, yeah, don't you worry.

[Freya scrubs a hand through her hair, needing something to do with the anxious energy coiled in her chest.]

My girlfriend'd have my head if I kept it from her. Just not gonna go post on the internet, "Hey, guess what! I'm dying! Woo!" [She waves her hands sarcastically and does a little voice to go with it.]

[But they drop back to her sides with a sigh, her gaze dropping to the carpet, and Freya has to swallow around a lump in her throat.]

...Thanks, Ardyn. I know I'm askin' a lot, dragging you into this.