[Today there is a Liberator dragging his sorry self back into the village, and cursing the Malnosso for dumping him on the opposite end of the village from his destination. He doesn't look too bad for returning from a kidnapping, although he's bruised his lip somehow and his white shirt appears to be stuck to his chest by little spots of dried blood in a peculiar pattern. He's also missing a shoe.
It's a long trudge back to community building #6 with only one boot.
It's going to be a trudge that seems even longer when he gets there to find his apartment unoccupied. What. But wait, there's a note. ...He just passed house 32 to get here. Veros, why do you do these terrible things to him? ...Aside from the obvious. He looks at the note, and then in the direction of house 32. Note, house, note, house, note, house... journal.
They were the ones that decided to move residences without him.]
I have returned. Edward, bring my shoe.
((OOC: And, back. If I still have tags, I'm getting to them now. Figured you don't need an extra post clogging your flists.))
It's a long trudge back to community building #6 with only one boot.
It's going to be a trudge that seems even longer when he gets there to find his apartment unoccupied. What. But wait, there's a note. ...He just passed house 32 to get here. Veros, why do you do these terrible things to him? ...Aside from the obvious. He looks at the note, and then in the direction of house 32. Note, house, note, house, note, house... journal.
They were the ones that decided to move residences without him.]
I have returned. Edward, bring my shoe.
((OOC: And, back. If I still have tags, I'm getting to them now. Figured you don't need an extra post clogging your flists.))


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[She queries, head tilting--but!] Look, do you know an informed healer, then?
Your...magic? Do you still have it?
Then I wonder why they messed with it.
It's an unnatural alteration. Why would they not?
So, it's unnatural even in your world? [She smiles, proud of her investigative wit.]
[As she comes to realize that Sigmund appears completely capable of not-dying, she replaces her concern with playful snark.]
[And he doesn't use his. Not one bit.]
Maybe that's why the Malnosso were interested in it, then. Trying to find the status in the status symbol.
There is none to find. People don't need such things.
[But she's taken a lot of info. Time to give back, a bit.] They messed me about, too. Last time I was taken. Took something kinda important. Just wondered if it might be linked.
Possible. They don't seem to have taken anything.
[The offer is rather sincere--but she'll back off if given the signal to.]
If you were walking in that direction, I would not object.
[If you wanted silences, this was a good way to get them. Maybe a little less than comfortable, though.
But she doesn't want to leave it just at that--so, while being as vague as possible on the i've-lost-my-superpowers reason:] Sorry. I'll be free, soon.
Do not rush yourself. It's not a time consuming skill to learn.
There are some things that I gotta settle, but I'll be there with bells on. Promise. Who'm I to pass up on the chance to learn some new beat-down skills?