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[fuckyousoleil]

[The mess hall is much like it is any other Friday afternoon. On this particular hot summer's day, it even seems like there's a little ice cream bar set up, with all sorts of different (sugar free, unfortunately) types of ice cream out as well as bowls, cherries, sprinkles - any sort of topping you can think of.

Right next to the ice cream bar,

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[bluetilator]

[noticing you]

You are somehow related to Euphemia.

[bluetilator]

What would you have me do?

[ascendthethorns]

Whatever you can to impede the enemy.

[bluetilator]

Then I will do that.

[ascendthethorns]

Good. What is the extend of your power?

[bluetilator]

It is more limited now than I would like. My hands can push through weak human flesh and tear demons apart but I can no longer manipulate time. I am limited by the size of this body and yet that limit means I will not destroy buildings indiscriminately as once I would. This body is not indestructible but it can take a heavy beating before it needs to rest.

[ascendthethorns]

I... see. I must admit I'm at a loss for what to make of you.

[bluetilator]

I am Illyria, of the Old Ones, the ancient demons that walked my earth in times long past. I slept in the Deeper Well for millenia until the time came for me to return to my stronghold. This body I took possession of could not contain all my power. The excess was drained so it would not explode out of me and end existence. It is not hard to understand.

[ascendthethorns]

I did not say that I didn't understand your words.

[bluetilator]

Then what is it that confuses you?

[ascendthethorns]

...nevermind. It's unimportant.

[bluetilator]

You will find me when you need me. When I am not safeguarding Marcy's silo I am talking with ZEX.

[ascendthethorns]

You safeguard the silo?

[bluetilator]

I protect Marcy from those that would bother her, and those that would bother her from their own foolishness.

[ascendthethorns]

She's hardly in need of protection.

[bluetilator]

She has feelings like any other creature. She does not desire bored children to bother her.