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VI.
Damnit -- ! -
V.
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[ A soft sigh, and then beneath her breath: ]
It's exhausting, sometimes.
[ A long, long pause. ]
I trust that you're all well -- ? Or as well as you can be, I suppose. -
IV.
Damnit.
Caim. -
III.
All previous questions that would have been directed to Caim should now be directed to me, instead. If you're wise, you'll not attempt to contact him in any way, as I'll most likely find out about it, and my temper is not something that should be toyed with at the moment.
You are not to refer to me as a Magister.
[ And it's obvious by the sound ( Read more... ) -
II.
A pity.
It would seem that Nuadoria is just as polluted as it was when I first left it. -
I.
[ Static.
It cuts off suddenly with the sound of something swiping through the air, which is followed quickly by the clanking of metal on concrete.
When Ava speaks, her voice is soft, but hard around the edges, a little biting and a little cold. She doesn't sound too particularly happy, in any case. ]... How familiar ( Read more... )