Once you arrive at Chimera headquarters, you are directed into the office, where the other members, old and new, start to gather.
Felix is off to the side for now, leaning back against a desk with a stack of notebooks dominating the surface, and watching everyone like the lord of a rather tiny domain.
[Charles recognizes that look, as he's worn it himself on more than one occasion, and waits for Galadriel to come back to herself, smiling that gentle smile he always has.]
Much the same. I'm making some headway on some of my research, though I'm still plagued by what I saw in Legato's mind. There's only one other person I've met with as much darkness in their thoughts as he has, and it troubles me.
I know well the feeling, though I am perhaps more accustomed to such things than you, for I have long searched the mind of a great Enemy in my own world. If you are troubled for what may come, I may only assure you that you have moved us further toward a good end. If you are troubled on your own behalf, perhaps I might be of some comfort.
I've glimpsed more darkness in the minds of mankind than I ever like to think of, yet Legato's mind eclipses even that/i>. He has such potential, yet he wastes it searching for a death which may never come.
I think I'll be all right. I don't relish the thought of turning my gifts against another like myself, but it must be done.
It would be far worse to neglect to do so. Just as one skilled with a sword is, at times, obligated to turn his blade against his fellow man, so are we called to do what is within our power.
Yes indeed. I feel...almost obligated to do it, honestly. I know Legato's mind, and in my arrogance, I didn't seize an opportunity to deal with him myself. I'd rather he not be harmed, but if we can subdue him, I can put him to sleep until we determine what's to be done about him.
I would speak more readily of arrogance if you had acted on your own without forethought.
[Honestly, she finds the desire not to harm him rather idealistic, even for her, but she understands it.] In this place we have little choice but to employ such methods. More traditional modes of warfare are rather less permanent solutions than they ought to be.
[She notices that gaze and she has some idea what it means. She'll walk closer but she won't say anything, yet. She doesn't want to break Galadriel's concentration]
Felix is off to the side for now, leaning back against a desk with a stack of notebooks dominating the surface, and watching everyone like the lord of a rather tiny domain.
Feel free to mingle.
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Galadriel! I suppose I should have expected to see you here. How've you been?
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As well as one may be under such circumstances. And you?
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Much the same. I'm making some headway on some of my research, though I'm still plagued by what I saw in Legato's mind. There's only one other person I've met with as much darkness in their thoughts as he has, and it troubles me.
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I think I'll be all right. I don't relish the thought of turning my gifts against another like myself, but it must be done.
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It would be far worse to neglect to do so. Just as one skilled with a sword is, at times, obligated to turn his blade against his fellow man, so are we called to do what is within our power.
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[Honestly, she finds the desire not to harm him rather idealistic, even for her, but she understands it.] In this place we have little choice but to employ such methods. More traditional modes of warfare are rather less permanent solutions than they ought to be.
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Phoebe. [And it's only after she says the name that she turns to face her.]
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Hello, Galadriel. How are you doing?
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You do not speak of ordinary restlessness, I take it.
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