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[dieinnafire]

[this fine evening, at one of the tables in the Mess Hall, Radu is sipping absently from a glass as he reads. Said glass is filled with a dark red liquid...much thicker than wine. It rather looks like blood, and if you get close enough, it also smells like blood

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[athousandandnun]

Good evening.

[dieinnafire]

Ah, Countess. Good evening.

[athousandandnun]

[gestures at the table] May I?

[dieinnafire]

Certainly, it would be a pleasure. Have you had the Water of Life yet, today?

[athousandandnun]

Oh, the pleasure would be mine. And not yet, I was coming here to see what other food was available.

[dieinnafire]

The dinner selection is rather substantial tonight. [slides the box of pills across the table at her] And feel free to make use of these, once you've gotten your meal.

[athousandandnun]

That's good to hear. And thank you.

[dieinnafire]

You're most welcome.

[athousandandnun]

How have you been?

[dieinnafire]

Well enough, thank you. And yourself?

[athousandandnun]

Ah, the same.

[dieinnafire]

I'm glad.

[athousandandnun]

As am I!

[dieinnafire]

October has been treating you well, I hope.

[athousandandnun]

It's been all right. And you?

[dieinnafire]

Thankfully uneventful.