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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[Written]

[shadedsunlight]

[...She's happy to have you back and with your penalty remove and everything. She really is, but. BUT.]

...Helios, are you trying to doom us all?

-Ginia S.

[Written]

[folkloristic]

Oh heaven's no! It's perfectly harmless I assure you. [ Ginia your name it's... ]

Did you know your name is red? [ This is so intriguing and amazing. ]

[Written]

[shadedsunlight]

[The perfectly harmless part is going to be discussed in a moment, but first;:]

Red?

[Written]

[folkloristic]

[ But it is, he's honest! ]

Yes...and Halloween was orange. Amazing if I do say so myself.

[Written]

[shadedsunlight]

Are you okay, Helios?

And... it's good to have you back. I'll bake you some cookies sometime.

[Written]

[folkloristic]

Oh yes! I'm perfectly alright. Better than I have been, actually. [ because he can read. ]

And you don't have to do that Ginia! Honestly after everything that happened to you, you should still be resting.

[Written]

[shadedsunlight]

That's good. [What more is there to say? Aside from what seems to be a minor hiccup - though Giles had mentioned possible side effects when he warned her of his own pending penalty removal - he's back, he can read again, and all's well that ends well.]

Nonsense, I bake for everyone, friends especially. And please, I'm fine, Helios. I've had worse. I'm even all in one piece, thanks to you. Thank you for taking care of Alice. See? Another reason for me to bake cookies.

[Written]

[folkloristic]

I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not. [ A pout on his end. No definitely not. ] But it was no trouble, really. She was...different this time around. [ Their conversation at least was different if not interesting. And he pauses remembering what he has to ask Ginia for her but later. When he was better rested. He contemplates the offer again. He really can't resist cookies why must you tempt hiiiim? ]

Cookies... [ The word makes him smell and taste them. This hiccup is rather enjoyable to a degree, to be honest. ] If you insist.

[Written]

[shadedsunlight]

The colors aside. Bit odd. Lingering side-effect? [Oh, you three will never cease to worry her. Especially now that she knows he and Giles died within within such a close period of time. Geeze.] Yes, so... so she mentioned in her notes. I guess I have things to clear up too.

Double chocolate chip sound okay?

[Written]

[folkloristic]

I believe that's all it is, yes. [ Though he's getting used to letters being certain colors and the like. Oh yes that. If Helios was in a better state of mind he'd play it off somehow. He hates having people worry about him. ] Oh. So she did...write about it then? [ Well of course she would, why wouldn't she after all they talked about? ]

And yes That sounds fantastic. I can already taste them. [ There's a very short break before he writes again. ]

What exactly did she, ah, mention if you don't mind me asking?

[Written]

[shadedsunlight]

There were a few things she mentioned about the situation that she didn't like. She mentioned you wanted to talk to me about something? [Alice, being her contrary self, had been a bit vague on some topics while quite precise on others. She'd fought with Razlo, he'd escaped, she'd taken care of Orenji and been healed up and did her best to be nice to anyone she talked to.

...That didn't excuse some of the trainwrecks across the journal, but, well. Alice would be Alice.]

I'll have them ready tomorrow.

[Written]

[folkloristic]

A few things...yes. And, and I do need to speak with you. [ Because he sorta, kinda, promised Alice he would at least. ]

Wonderful! I can't wait to try them.

[Written]

[shadedsunlight]

We can speak whenever. At your leisure. [A pause before the next part is written a bit quicker.] Where are you, anyway? [Derp.]

[Written]

[folkloristic]

Alright. [ At his leisure, hm? ] Outside the library.

[ Oh he forgot to mention that didn't he? They can both derp. ]

[Written]

[shadedsunlight]

Want any company? Or help back home?

[Written]

[folkloristic]

Perhaps both? Well only if you're free. No need to leave work or anything if you're busy.