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[sliceitwithwind]

Xaldin is sitting in the bar with a sign. Xigbar wrote the sign and it reflects his taste in speech. However the sentiment is correct.

Wanted: One professional shrink who's okay with magic and shit.'

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[command_dot_com]

Sadly, the green woman cautiously eyeing him while she approaches doesn't seem to be offering either.

"Beg, pardon...but are you one of the..Nobodies?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"I was." Xaldin says as he turns to her with a closed off expression "I am Somebody now."

[command_dot_com]

"...What's the difference?" Cue a slightly more confused, but still wary face. "I don't ask to offend, just to find answers."

There are still others about, after all.

[sliceitwithwind]

His hand comes up in a graceful arc and the fingers of his gloved hand rest on his chest "I have a heart."

[command_dot_com]

"...I'm still not understanding the whole of it, what is a Nobody? Exactly, without poetic speech."

[sliceitwithwind]

"A Nobody is the body and mind of a person who has had their literal and figurative heart removed. They have neither the capacity for emotion nor the organ which pumps blood." Xaldin says in plain words "They are an abomination on the face of the universe which all that is real, be it good or be it evil, attempts to destroy without even realizing it. It is a partial person with only one remaining drive; the need to regain what was lost and be whole."

[command_dot_com]

"Thank you," Dot replies, easing up a little. She doesn't know if Xaldin IS infact good or evil...but she's got info to go on. "You've been very helpful. I won't trouble you any further."

[sliceitwithwind]

It isn't a trouble." he says with a small smile, "I have been Somebody, whole, for a little bit over a year. I was a scientist and sometimes a teacher before that."

If asked he would say that he is a fairly decent person who has done terrible things and is trying to atone for them.