ϡ - Chapter TwentyEight; The headmaster returneth [voice|written|action]

[folkloristic]

[It's hard to say how it felt coming back from that experience. It was like...a weight had been lifted, really. The reminder of his death finally gone much like the scars he has acquired from it as well. Helios doesn't remember much of what John did to him, the drugs still in implementation to a degree. Either way his glasses can be seen not on

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[refinedmaestro]

[He's also bumping up that filter up for you, Helios.]

I'm all right, thank you for thinking of me. Are you all right yourself?

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[refinedmaestro]

It's your favorite blend, I made it as a way to cheer you up.

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[folkloristic]

[ French vanilla chai. It was nice to be back, so very nice indeed. ] Oh just being able to read again on top of this? I think you've definitely hit the spot for cheering up.

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[refinedmaestro]

It's good news to hear you are able to read again.

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[folkloristic]

[ Helios smiles and nod taking a sip. ] It's certainly good to be able to do so again. [ Only right now he has the added benefits of seeing colors. ]

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[refinedmaestro]

Though allow me to ask, how was your time with the Malnosso?

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[folkloristic]

[ Helios blinks pausing for a moment as he thinks. ] It...was. Hm. Surprisingly civil actually.

John, um, did his job well enough. Admittedly seeing in colors isn't the most expected thing to wake up with but, ah, it could be worse. [ It could always be worse here. ]

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[refinedmaestro]

Yes, that is true. And it was civl? Hmmm, interesting.