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[reservedempath]

No.
We cannot all have what we wish to have.
What a pity.

[OoC: Voile is back from her journey to Lilycove. She may not be the most receptive, however.]

Comments

[rockinthrutime]

What do you mean, exactly?

[reservedempath]

Take them at face value. There are no underlying meanings.

[rockinthrutime]

What is it that you wish to have, then?

[reservedempath]

The answer to that is mine and mine alone.

[will_be_god]

Voile.

[reservedempath]

[......]

Cyrus.

[will_be_god]

You were gone for some time. Did you go to see him?

[reservedempath]

Do you particularly care?

1/2

[breaks_ground]

Ms. Voile!

2/2

[breaks_ground]

Well, I am glad to see you back and unharmed! I must say I was a bit worried...

[reservedempath]

Accept my apologies, Professor. I was detained.

[breaks_ground]

It's alright, miss. I just heard from Ms. Mint you had left without telling anyone. May I ask where you disappeared to?

[reign_of_power]

Don't worry kid. Just take a beer or two and your problems will magically go away.

[reservedempath]

...Impetuous fool.

[reign_of_power]

Oh Sand Goddess! You're just a ray of sunshine, aren't you. Ganondorf Dragmire. Sexual Education.

Don't forget that my office is always open during summer.

[reservedempath]

I have no use for your skills. Share them with those who need them, not creatures who are merely tools.

[badassshadows]

...

[Vashta's been there before, so she empathizes.]

[reservedempath]

[Voile may appreciate this far more than she will ever openly show or admit, but there's something about that understanding that while it doesn't heal, it's... Helpful. At least a little.]