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It's been a year, in Bistort, since what people are starting to call the Reversal; a lot of things happened to give it that name, but the most important one is that Sam killed Mizzamir.
The most important thing to Cata, anyway, since all number of things might have happened, but without that particular contract being fulfilled, she wouldn't be in her right mind again.
She was feeling well enough to go back for a bit - which turned out to be a good thing, since Sam was utterly baffled by all the attention. But for now, she's at a table, having some stout for once (it's a special night, after all) and... well, sort of poking at lesson plans.
Not very wholeheartedly, between the stout and her general lack of enthusiasm for the task, but the thought's there nonetheless.
(OOC: Subject to slowtime around ten EST tonight, but open till it scrolls.)
The most important thing to Cata, anyway, since all number of things might have happened, but without that particular contract being fulfilled, she wouldn't be in her right mind again.
She was feeling well enough to go back for a bit - which turned out to be a good thing, since Sam was utterly baffled by all the attention. But for now, she's at a table, having some stout for once (it's a special night, after all) and... well, sort of poking at lesson plans.
Not very wholeheartedly, between the stout and her general lack of enthusiasm for the task, but the thought's there nonetheless.
(OOC: Subject to slowtime around ten EST tonight, but open till it scrolls.)