thirty-fifth.

[ice_echani]

Stoneface, I do not believe it would be wise of me to patrol today. I must [lots of pentaps] adjust to this new state before I am best able to carry out my duties, although I believe my physical combat skills have not been affected.

Ro Fred, when you are feeling well enough there is something I must speak to you about.

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[stonyfaced]

[I'm sorry, Handmaiden, were you expecting a coherent response? The bottom of this page is now severely singed and has hints of a water stain before Stoneface's harried reply.]

Bloody hell.

I don't think things are quite right today, Handmaiden.

[ice_echani]

No. They are decidedly wrong.

[pause. ohwait, maybe that was sarcasm............... wat is going on at the bottom of the page here.]

Are you all right?

[stonyfaced]

Lost it, have you? I suppose it's safe [singe singe singer] safer for you not to patrol with it.

It's godsdamned magic.

[ice_echani]

Yes.

I see. You cannot control it?

[stonyfaced]

Not yet.

[ice_echani]

[She likes the emphasis on that word.]

If I can help, I will, but I think your own will would make my assistance superfluous.

[stonyfaced]

I'd accept your help if I thought you could do anything with this. I hope I can control the damn stuff soon, though. Magic's bad enough without it spewing out of my fingers.