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Alys Himuro wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:

"I think that you need to go and rest. If you won't accept healing at least accept that. Pushing your mind until it breaks will not help anyone," she said crisply. "And thank you," she added in a softer tone. "Both of you."

"Alys, I must ask you to refrain from speaking as much as possible. It attracts the Others. And especially not anymore today around Ehos. He is trying to appear strong, but he's at his limit. The speech of Reality is a difficult thing for a mortal mind to process."

Alys looks at Nala quizzically, then fishes a pencil and a notepad out of her bag and, with a look of intense concentration, begins trying to write.

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It takes several minutes and there is much scratching out, many sounds of frustration, and several crumpled bits or paper, but she presents a piece with a fragmented series of thoughts written on it.** spoiler omitted **

"When you speak it draws their attention. Like....dangling bait in front of a fish. The more times you speak, the more likely it is that one of the Others will come across the border when you draw the sword. Too much and you may find a whole army coming through one of these times."


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Ehos Denulia wrote:
Alys Himuro wrote:

Alys thinks for a moment then nods sharply and speaks a few quiet words to Ehos. ** spoiler omitted **

She turns back to Nala and begins to speak again. She is speaking softly as one would when speaking near someone who is injured or sick. As she speaks, silent illusions begin popping up in a clear space near her, the images showing scenes of what she describes. ** spoiler omitted **...

Ehos shakes his head defiantly as Alys apologizes. If he's realized at all that Alys' speech is hurting him, then he doesn't show it.

Ehos begins to relate Alys' story, though she has to pause occasionally to allow those reading to catch up. Over the course of the telling, Ehos looks increasingly worse for wear. By the time it's over, he's sitting with his head in one hand and the datapad in the other. He waves off any further attempts by Nala to heal him or Alys to stop, saying that he'll 'be fine'.

It doesn't take a perceptive person to realize that Alys' words are causing Ehos physical pain, and Nala suspects that whatever ability which allows Ehos to understand Alys is backfiring, his mortal brain unprepared for the Words of Reality itself.

"I think that you need to go and rest. If you won't accept healing at least accept that. Pushing your mind until it breaks will not help anyone," she said crisply. "And thank you," she added in a softer tone. "Both of you."

"Alys, I must ask you to refrain from speaking as much as possible. It attracts the Others. And especially not anymore today around Ehos. He is trying to appear strong, but he's at his limit. The speech of Reality is a difficult thing for a mortal mind to process."


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Ryuzo Kato wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:
Ryuzo Kato wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:
"If I'm going to risk my life passing on this information, I would like it to be as complete as possible. Alys, can you give me any information about how you found the sword?"

Ryuzo stiffens a bit, ever so slightly, at that choice of words.

::You do not necessarily need to be the one who tells her:: he sends to her, conveying way more concern/fear than he can mask.
::But we can discuss that after this...::
::Yes. The important thing is that she needs to take this seriously. That makes getting the information to her...tricky. She needs to trust the source.::
::Agreed. Ironicly, if she is aware of such things, she may accept an emmissary of my patron, namely myself.::

::and then you'd have to explain how you found the information....also...well....we really need her to believe this....might work better to make sure a winter fey actually sees the open border if we're trying to be subtle...::


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Ryuzo Kato wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:
"If I'm going to risk my life passing on this information, I would like it to be as complete as possible. Alys, can you give me any information about how you found the sword?"

Ryuzo stiffens a bit, ever so slightly, at that choice of words.

::You do not necessarily need to be the one who tells her:: he sends to her, conveying way more concern/fear than he can mask.
::But we can discuss that after this...::

::Yes. The important thing is that she needs to take this seriously. That makes getting the information to her...tricky. She needs to trust the source.::


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Ehos Denulia wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:
"Please, have a seat." Nala appeared extra nervous and the frost surrounding her feet grew thicker as she approached Ehos. "Just hold still a moment," she said, wincing as she reached out to barely touch the end of his nose, just enough for healing energy to flow into him before she jumped back. the air taking on a decided chill in her wake. "Better?"

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Ehos blinked as the pain washed away, leaving only a dull ache in it's wake. He just nods and displays: 'Thanks.' from his pad.

'Soo.... um. I'm Ehos and this is Alys. What exactly is going on?'

Nala sighed. "It's a long story. I'll try to stick to the condensed version. A very long time ago the three fey courts were created. The Winter Court, the Summer Court, and the Wyldfae. Winter and Summer are ruled by Queens and the Wyldfae is ruled by the Goblin King. The Wyldfae....well, mostly they're just not joiners. The job of the Summer Court was to keep the Winter Court in check. Summer fey are what people think of as 'good' fey, which is dangerous thinking. They're not. They just are. But they're better at public relations, so to speak. The Winter Court on the other hand, well, they are the meanest, strongest, most ruthless fey. And their job is to defend the borders of reality against the Others, who want to get in. Because sometimes the things that go bump in the night are the less terrifying option. Better the monsters you know, and so on. They fought long wars with the Others over thousands of years, but eventually they found a way to seal the borders so that that the Others couldn't get in. There has been peace for thousands of years. Which means that mostly Winter and Summer spend all their time fighting each other. But now, it would appear that the borders are open again. That sword you carry...it's a piece of the border. That's why it terrified me so much. It means that....that the Others may come again at any time. They....are hard to describe. I've never actually seen one in person. I'm not that old. But I've seen memories of them," she added with a shudder. "Imagine something that made you feel like your eyes were being squeezed through a cheese grater just because you looked at it...that's what the Others are like. They are so alien to us that we can't even perceive them properly. And they eat reality. We are all their natural foodstuff, but so is everything. Everything. And Alys was speaking in the language of Reality itself while carrying around a piece of the border...like bait for them. But they must have given up if they haven't noticed the bait after so long. Still, it's only a matter of time. And the Queen has to know.....As for how I know all that," she shrugged. "My mother is the Winter Queen. To say she is a terrible person is like saying the Others are frightening. And understatement so vast as to be laughable."

"If I'm going to risk my life passing on this information, I would like it to be as complete as possible. Alys, can you give me any information about how you found the sword?"


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Ehos Denulia wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:

Nala enjoyed this room. It reminded her of the meditation classroom in many ways, but more importantly, it was Ryuzo's, and that brought a feeling of safety. And anxiety, a little bit, but mostly safety.

She waited for the others to get settled before she began talking.

Ehos allows himself to be escorted alongside Alys, still completely perplexed by his rapidly worsening headache and now the blood apparently dripping out of his nose. Strangely, both symptoms seemed to have stopped worsening on their way to the dojo, but Ehos was still concerned. Nala was a member of the infirmary staff... but she didn't exaclty seem like she was thinking clearly at that very moment.

Still, it was just pain and blood. While their were pleasant, Ehos had been a soldier for a few years. He would survive. The wards would kick in if anything really serious was happening.

"Please, have a seat." Nala appeared extra nervous and the frost surrounding her feet grew thicker as she approached Ehos. "Just hold still a moment," she said, wincing as she reached out to barely touch the end of his nose, just enough for healing energy to flow into him before she jumped back. the air taking on a decided chill in her wake. "Better?"


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Ryuzo Kato wrote:

Opens the door to his dojo/classroom when they arrive, beckoning those that followed in. It very much looks like an old dojo, with a main mat in the middle of the room, surrounded by other mats to sit on, all resting on finely polished cherry wood floors. On this side of the door, it looks like rice paper doors and lamps, although you can tell that while they shed light, there's no fire in the lamps. Weapons adorn one wall, while practice armor is on racks along another. This room has a definite calming flow to it...

"Please, come in..."

Nala enjoyed this room. It reminded her of the meditation classroom in many ways, but more importantly, it was Ryuzo's, and that brought a feeling of safety. And anxiety, a little bit, but mostly safety.

She waited for the others to get settled before she began talking.


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:

Nala nodded, wiping her sweaty palms on her skirt, trying to rein in her fears.

"That would explain why you don't understand why I'm afraid. It requires a great deal of knowledge of the fey to know even pieces of what I'm talking about. ANd obviously neither of you are fey or even changeling. I would like to explain, but perhaps the hallway isn't the best place...would you mind coming with me? There should be an empty classroom near here since it's lunchtime. And perhaps you require some healing? Your nose is bleeding. I should be able to help," she said, straining to remain calm.
"I am sorry for this interruption of your tour Jessa," she added, turning her attention back to her charge. "And that you had to see me like this. As you can see, I told you the truth when I said I had issues of my own."
Jessa smiles a wan smile, "We all have our demons, it seems. Shall I come with you, or would you prefer this to be more private?"

"You're welcome to come with if you would like. What I am about to share is obscure but not secret. Not anymore. There was a time when it was, but since they believe that war to be over, the queens no longer care who knows."


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Ehos Denulia wrote:


The blood dribbling out of Ehos' nose increases it's flow briefly when Alys speaks, though the rest of his face is ashen as his headache is starting to drown out all other concerns. He tries hard to focus on what's happening though, but he backs down from his defensive stance at Ryuzo's assurances and Nala's apologies. With his datapad he introduces Alys, relating in short form that she has no idea what Nala is talking about, and that she's had the sword and speech for fifty-four years.

'I only have a passing knowledge of the fey. Rumours and hearsay.' Ehos admits, lifting a hand to wipe at the tickling sensation on his face, surprised to see his hand come away bloody.

Nala nodded, wiping her sweaty palms on her skirt, trying to rein in her fears.

"That would explain why you don't understand why I'm afraid. It requires a great deal of knowledge of the fey to know even pieces of what I'm talking about. ANd obviously neither of you are fey or even changeling. I would like to explain, but perhaps the hallway isn't the best place...would you mind coming with me? There should be an empty classroom near here since it's lunchtime. And perhaps you require some healing? Your nose is bleeding. I should be able to help," she said, straining to remain calm.
"I am sorry for this interruption of your tour Jessa," she added, turning her attention back to her charge. "And that you had to see me like this. As you can see, I told you the truth when I said I had issues of my own."


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Ryuzo Kato wrote:

No emotion passes Ryuzo's face...

"Ehos, I am Ryuzo, a professor here. This is Nala, also a member of the staff. The ice shards aside, we mean no harm. We just..."
He stops as Nala speaks, and his calm demeanor blanches slightly as he ponders what could be worse then her mother. Not being able to understand, but seeing the truth in her mannerisms...
::Nala, I don't think she knows what you're talking about...::

The clones stay where they are, and make no moves, but to relax, slightly. One of them smirks.

Nala tries to slow her breathing, focusing hard on just breathing in and out to keep the panic at bay. The hallway was still covered in frost and the air was cold. See your breath cold. But not Nala's breath.

"Yes, I am a member of the infirmary staff," she said in as calm a voice as she could manage. "I apologize if my actions seemed threatening. My abilities with ice and cold tend to get out of my control when I am particularly distressed. Are either of you familiar with the fey at all?"

The ice gets considerably thicker when Alys speaks.


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Alys Himuro wrote:


Alys whirls to face the group by the wall, her eyes very wide at the sudden outburst and ducking to avoid flying shards of ice. Her eyes dart right and left as Ryuzo's clones appear, and her hand drops back to the hilt of the katana though her posture is entirely defensive. For the few heartbeats it takes Alys to recover from the surprise, her features have a much more vulpine cast to them and she very strongly conveys the image of a cornered predator.

Recovering slightly she begins trying to speak but the startling reaction of Nala and Ryuzo seem to have robbed her of coherent speech; her words sound like unintelligible gibberish. But as she speaks, she straightens and the sounds she is making shiver around the small group as the hairs on everyone's neck try to stand. Reality seems to quiver slightly as she speaks, but try as they may, none can understand her words except Ehos.

Her body language and tone of voice convey no attempts at deception. Highly defensive at...

"Stop!" Nala shrieked. "You'll call them! You can't use that kind of speech so close to the border...the open border....it was closed and sealed thousands of years ago and now you're walking around with a piece of it and it is not sealed at all. If the Others hear you, if they find out the Way is open.....We're not ready for that. Winter is not ready. They'll wipe us out. And then you'll have nothing standing between you and the things that go sqglchk in the void and make the things that go bump in the night look warm and friendly and familiar," she whispered her voice having become quieter and quieter as she spoke. She was trembling in fear and there was a layer of frost covering the hallway.

"Oh gods," she groaned, burying her face in her hands. "I have to get a message to my mother. Even if that means she finds out I'm alive and here....even Mab is preferable to the Others. She has to know that the seals are broken."


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Alys Himuro wrote:


Alys shrugs and speaks again.

** spoiler omitted **

She draws the blade about six inches from its scabbard. At first, Ehos thinks he is seeing a strangely colored and star speckled blade, but after a moment his mind deciphers what he is actually seeing; it is a window in the air, shaped like the blade of a katana, with the unknowable vastness of space visible through it. As she turns slightly so he can see better, the view through the window changes exactly as if it really were a window into space. It is about then that he notices the cold that seems to be pouring off the exposed blade. After a moment she slides it back into is scabbard with a sheepish smile for the three people standing nearby in the hallway. She shrugs again.

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Nala was about to take down the ice wall when she witnessed this. She went very pale. She looks terrified. Ryuzo can recognize that there is something about the sword that has Nala as panicked as a sudden visit from her mother.

The ice wall shattered, the wards keeping the shards from doing any lethal damage.

"Wait! That sword! Where did you get that?" she yelled, her voice trembling a little.


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:
"Um. You're welcome. Um. I didn't do it on purpose. Sometimes I still get a little overwhelmed by the crowds myself. It would seem," she said, somewhat uncomfortably.
For just a moment, as she looks nervously at the thronging students, her eyes flash that bright purple color. They don't actually change but the purple goes over them like the glint of an oil slick on water. She squeezes them shut clenches her fists for several moments. When she opens her eyes and relaxes her hands, her eyes are their usual breathtaking blue. When she speaks, her voice is very small and it is suddenly more obvious than ever that she is only fourteen and a long way from home, "How will I ever keep her out?"

"One minute at a time," Nala said gently. "It gets easier with practice, but that doesn't mean it will ever be easy. Still, you're already making progress. You're doing very well."


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Ryuzo Kato wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:
Ryuzo Kato wrote:

::She blushed at the boy. I hope that's a good sign...:: Ryuzo sends to Nala.

::I think it probably is. Connections with other people will help her gain the motivation and strength to keep the other at bay. She needs to know that she is not alone.::
::Good! ...and don't fret about the ice. It seems normal around here anymore, and you are getting better.::

::I'd feel better about it if I were doing it voluntarily. I'm...uncomfortable using my fey abilities. Not least of all because of a very reasonable fear of drawing my mother's attention. But all the stresses of the last few days...it just keeps erupting. ::


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Ryuzo Kato wrote:

::She blushed at the boy. I hope that's a good sign...:: Ryuzo sends to Nala.

::I think it probably is. Connections with other people will help her gain the motivation and strength to keep the other at bay. She needs to know that she is not alone.::


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:
Jessa looks at the ice wall, then back to Nala speaking loud enough to be heard, "Thank you. this place is going to be more than a little overwhelming."

"Um. You're welcome. Um. I didn't do it on purpose. Sometimes I still get a little overwhelmed by the crowds myself. It would seem," she said, somewhat uncomfortably.


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:
After standing in the hallway watching the direction in which Mithros disappeared, Jessa turns to Nala with a little smile still curving her lips slightly and a faint flush in her cheeks, "Shall we continue? I would like to meet this headmaster of yours." She glances around at the empty hallways and jumps slightly as the bell rings again.

The empty hallway suddenly became very full of students on their way to the cafeteria. It went from quiet to extremely loud and Nala unconsciously created a small wall of ice in front of them that forced the students to walk around them. She blushed a little as she realized what she had done. She should probably give herself some time in the meditation classroom later. She was losing her control of ice with alarming frequency, even if it had been an exceptionally stressful few days.

"Yes, of course," she said loudly, to be heard over the crowd. "Let's just give it a minute to clear up first."


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Ryuzo Kato wrote:

He raises an eyebrow.

::He is genuinely happy she is alive and well, but he's hiding something...:: he sends to Nala

::I think I know what. The report indicated that she ran after she crashed...and her injuries were more consistent with explosions than crash landings. You saw what the psychotic version was like. It may have taken extraordinary measures to stop her.::


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"Are you the one who brought her to the school after she crash landed?" Nala asked pleasantly. She'd read the report when she first went to the isolab, and she'd seen the injuries. She had a fair idea of why the young man was upset, and was trying to smooth things over. She didn't want to upset Jessa. It might lead to more...unpleasantness. "She is not contagious anymore, no. I wouldn't have released her from the isolab otherwise. It may be some time before she is well enough to venture outside the school however."


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:
"Yes. She is all too real and she is my mother. Let's just say that my childhood was magical, in all the worst senses possible. I have a few lingering issues. I doubt that saying her name will do anything bad to you. Ryuzo is just being cautious because we don't want her to find me. But whatever stories you heard, they weren't even close to the reality. Just...never assume that because Winter is cruel that means Summer is kind. The fey can be dangerous no matter what Court they serve. Caution and respect is always the best policy when dealing with them," Nala's voice remains calm as she speaks, but frost patterns form around her feet every time she takes a step, a sure sign of stress and not an uncommon reaction to talking about her mother.
Jessa nods, though Nala may not see it, leading as she is, "I will refrain from saying her name either, as I would not like for her to find you through me, somehow. Despite the actions of my less friendly twin, you have been nothing but helpful and friendly to me. Thank you."

"You're welcome. And thank you. As I said, I am trying to return some of the kindness that was shown to me here. I know what it's like to not be able to trust anyone, and what it's like to do terrible things to protect yourself, even when there is no threat anymore. It's hard to turn that off. But well worth the effort. You don't have to be alone here. You can have friends. If I can manage it, anyone can," she added with a self-deprecating smile.

She seemed to be calming as she spoke, her footprints no longer leaving frost patterns on the floor. She stopped walking when the bell rang. "It's going to get crowded in this hall in just a moment. We should move to the side of the hallway."


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:


Jessa's face registers a blank expression for a moment, then her eyes go wide and her voice is very quiet, "She is real? My mother used to scare me with stories of the evil queen of the fairies. She would tell me to be good or else evil Queen M-" A look of horror and sadness passes across her face as the name of the Winter Queen died in her mouth, and her voice dies to barely more than a whisper, "If she is truly real, then is it truly bad to say her name? I mean can saying it bring bad things upon those who say it?" Then her eyes snap to Nala, "She is your Mother?!"

"Yes. She is all too real and she is my mother. Let's just say that my childhood was magical, in all the worst senses possible. I have a few lingering issues. I doubt that saying her name will do anything bad to you. Ryuzo is just being cautious because we don't want her to find me. But whatever stories you heard, they weren't even close to the reality. Just...never assume that because Winter is cruel that means Summer is kind. The fey can be dangerous no matter what Court they serve. Caution and respect is always the best policy when dealing with them," Nala's voice remains calm as she speaks, but frost patterns form around her feet every time she takes a step, a sure sign of stress and not an uncommon reaction to talking about her mother.


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Ryuzo Kato wrote:
Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:
Jessa smiles slightly, though humor is not in it, "I understand complicated. Is that anything like the Empire wanting to get their hands on you?"
Ryuzo says "Worse."

"Sadly, yes. And my mother's reach is considerably longer than the Empire. After all, they're only dragons, and she is the Queen of Winter," Nala said, matter-of-fact.


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:
"Three years. I was a student first, before I graduated and joined the staff. This...is one of the few places where I can be outside of my mother's reach."
Jessa's voice is small, "So you are stuck here, too?"

"Not stuck exactly. I can leave anytime I wish. But every time I step outside of the school's protection it becomes that much more likely that my mother notices that I am in fact still alive. And that could get...complicated."


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:
"The school is not just a building. It's sort of a living thing. And it changes based on the needs of its residents. With so many people living here the layout is subject to frequent changes to accommodate as many of those needs as possible. It takes a little bit of getting used to. Once you have a room of your own outside of the infirmary, the room will actually change according to what makes you feel comfortable."
"How long have you been here, Nala?"

"Three years. I was a student first, before I graduated and joined the staff. This...is one of the few places where I can be outside of my mother's reach."


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:
"So that's the cafeteria, and down that hallway is the auditorium. Well, at least that's where it is today. Everything moves. It can make finding classrooms a bit of an adventure at times," she said, pointing out anything that might be of interest to Jessa as they walked through the halls.
Jessa walks beside Nala, looking at the parts of the school that are pointed out to her. Nala finds that her eyes linger most on those windows that show the grounds outside the school. Jessa's eyes widen in surprise at the mention of the rooms moving, "The rooms move? How is that possible?"

"The school is not just a building. It's sort of a living thing. And it changes based on the needs of its residents. With so many people living here the layout is subject to frequent changes to accommodate as many of those needs as possible. It takes a little bit of getting used to. Once you have a room of your own outside of the infirmary, the room will actually change according to what makes you feel comfortable."


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"So that's the cafeteria, and down that hallway is the auditorium. Well, at least that's where it is today. Everything moves. It can make finding classrooms a bit of an adventure at times," she said, pointing out anything that might be of interest to Jessa as they walked through the halls.


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:

Nala waits patiently until Jessa is ready before opening the door. She is pleased to see that the infirmary is looking much more organized and calm than before. Phaezeriel's leadership was obviously working well.

"Follow me. This is the infirmary. But I'm guessing you are eager to see something that isn't a medical facility," she said, smiling, leading Jessa towards the hallway.

Jessa shows a little life with a small smile, "You have no idea. I have been in a medical facility for ... several years, I think."

"Well, then this should be a treat," she joked, as she led Jessa out of the infirmary into the stone corridor of the school. "Now, I know, it's not much. It's just a hallway after all. So I'll ask you...would you rather have a tour of the school or go and see the SIM rooms. They're virtual reality rooms, so not as good as actually going outside, but they feel real while you're in them. It's up to you, Jessa."


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:


Jessa follows Nala down the long hallway not speaking. Her movements remain stiff, and seem to grow more so as they near the door to the infirmary. When Nala reaches the door, Jessa again speaks, "Can you wait just a moment before we go out? She is being difficult right now."

If Nala agrees to wait, Jessa moves a little ways back from the door and lowers herself down a wall until she is sitting on her heels and wraps her arms around her knees. For a few minutes she sits like that occasionally twitching. With any attention and skill at reading people, someone might notice that her motions seem like she is controlling the gestures a person might make if they were arguing with someone.

Finally she seems to relax a little and stands, straightening her school uniform where it was out of place, "Okay, thanks. I am as ready as I will be." She does, in fact, seem more relaxed now than at any point since she first tried to control her psychotic personality.

Nala waits patiently until Jessa is ready before opening the door. She is pleased to see that the infirmary is looking much more organized and calm than before. Phaezeriel's leadership was obviously working well.

"Follow me. This is the infirmary. But I'm guessing you are eager to see something that isn't a medical facility," she said, smiling, leading Jessa towards the hallway.


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:

"Yes. You can continue to work with me if you wish. Or you can work with Phaezeriel. He...well, he used to be a quasit. I'm not sure if he still is, but he is what you would call a redeemed demon. He's a very capable healer specializing in healing the mind. There is also Miss Jones, the enchantment teacher. She's the one who taught me. She's strict, but very good at what she does."

Nala finishes the adjustments to security for Jessa's benefit and waits for the girl to be done getting dressed.

Jessa steps out from behind the screen dressed in a standard Avalon girl's uniform and still moving stiffly, though a little less so. When she speaks, there is an odd harmonic that runs through her voice making it sound like more than one person is speaking in unison, "So this is a school. Does that mean I have to take classes or something like that?"

"Well, that's up to you, Jessa. We won't force you to take classes, but the option is open to you. You don't need to make a decision about that right now," she said, walking over to the door and opening it, gesturing for Jessa to follow her.

The tunnel leading out of the isolab is long and has a couple of decontamination stations they have to pass through, although they are currently shut down so it's just walking through them as opposed to going through the whole process. Eventually they reach another door.

"We'll be stepping into the infirmary so things may be a little crazy at first. It will be somewhat quieter once we get out into the hallway."


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Ryuzo Kato wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:


To Ryuzo, ::This may be a mistake, but she needs to see that she isn't trapped, that she is more than a lab rat to be studied, or she'll never be able to heal.::
::It's a good idea. It will help her win control. The school won't let her hurt someone else.::

::Well, here's hoping it doesn't end in disaster,:: she said, sounding nervous.


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:


Jessa nods and walks stiffly to the bag and takes it behind the indicated screen. Her voice comes from behind the screen, occasionally muffled, "Is there anyone I can work with or learn from to gain better control? I am very much interested in this greater freedom you mentioned."

"Yes. You can continue to work with me if you wish. Or you can work with Phaezeriel. He...well, he used to be a quasit. I'm not sure if he still is, but he is what you would call a redeemed demon. He's a very capable healer specializing in healing the mind. There is also Miss Jones, the enchantment teacher. She's the one who taught me. She's strict, but very good at what she does."

Nala finishes the adjustments to security for Jessa's benefit and waits for the girl to be done getting dressed.


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Ryuzo Kato wrote:
::She is not being deceptive...but...she's struggling for control.::

Nala nods slightly.

"Very well, Jessa. You have been willing to trust me so I am going to return the favor."

She stood up and began typing rapidly on one of the consoles in the isolab. "There are some clothes for you in that bag beside the table. You can get dressed while I type. There's a screen right over there. I am making some alterations to the security. Since you are not currently contagious and are currently in control of yourself you are going to be allowed to leave the isolab. But not the school building yet. If you lose control of the other one and attack someone you will be teleported to the white room just like anyone else would be if they attacked someone here. The white room is a sensory deprivation chamber. It's intended to give people somewhere to cool down. If you can't regain control of yourself after being sent to the white room then you'll be sent back here to the isolab. You are going to be restricted to the school building for now, however. At least until you gain greater control over yourself. The greater your control, the greater your degrees of freedom will become," she explained as she typed.

To Ryuzo, ::This may be a mistake, but she needs to see that she isn't trapped, that she is more than a lab rat to be studied, or she'll never be able to heal.::


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Ryuzo Kato wrote:

Ryuzo smiles at Nala, then focuses on Jessa and her words.

Is it a ruse or deception?

Waiting for an answer to this before I post Nala's response. She is waiting to get some kind of signal from Ryuzo before she makes her next move.


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Ryuzo Kato wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:
Ryuzo Kato wrote:
The clone who has been pretty hands-off during this so far, hands Nala a tissue.

"Thank you," she said, wiping the blood off of her face as she tried to stay focused and calm so the ice would recede and the room would warm up.

"I'm not sure if it was enough...I tried, but...I don't know if I was able to reach her in the end."

Theres a little bit of a delay, then she can tell it's actually Ryuzo there...

"It may not be enough now, but that comment she made...I think you're going in the right direction."

"I hope you're right," she said, gripping his hand tightly. It was the closest she could come to a much-needed hug.


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Ryuzo Kato wrote:
The clone who has been pretty hands-off during this so far, hands Nala a tissue.

"Thank you," she said, wiping the blood off of her face as she tried to stay focused and calm so the ice would recede and the room would warm up.

"I'm not sure if it was enough...I tried, but...I don't know if I was able to reach her in the end."


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:

Nala can tell that Jessa wants to believe but seems to be having difficulty with it; it seems that she is afraid to believe and to trust. In that moment of hesitation, her psychotic personality strikes at Nala again in blind fear and rejection of everything she has said. This time she is trying simply to eject Nala from Jessa's mind. Though untrained, the strength of that psychosis driven fear, rage, and pain is immensely strong in this form of attack and Nala can feel her hold slipping; in mere moments she will lose her connection to Jessa's mind.

Like digging in her claws on slippery ice, Nala held on for a few fleeting seconds more. ::It's up to you, Jessa. Is that what you want? To be alone? Forever? Or are you willing to take the risk and prove that you are as strong as I think you are? I can't make the choice for you...it's all up to you now,:: she said before she was forced out of Jessa's mind.

She sat back and wiped her bloody nose with the back of her hand, looking around as she realized that the entire room was coated in ice. Damn. She'd been pushing harder than she realized. This much cold couldn't be good for Jessa. She had to get a handle on her emotions. She tried to focus on calming breaths as she recovered and the ice slowly receded.


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:


There is a moment of stillness in Jessa's mind as Nala shares her memories, a moment where it seems the psychotic personality will accept what she is seeing. The psychotic personality seems purely confused, as if what Nala shared is so utterly incomprehensible that it has momentarily stunned her. Jessa's non-psychotic personality seems to have some experience with kindness, as there is a hopeful skepticism in her thoughts, ::What kind of place is this? I cannot believe there is no meanness or cruelty here with so many people.::

::It's a school, Jessa. A special school meant for people like us. People who don't fit anywhere else, who need a refuge. And of course there is meanness and cruelty. Those exist everywhere that sentient life does. Many of the children who come here have been through so much, and that often comes out in bullying as they try to deal with their feelings of fear and powerlessness by pushing those emotions onto others. But it isn't allowed to run unchecked. And there is so much mercy and kindness here. This is where I learned what those things even were. And saw how they could be stronger that all the worst monsters I'd ever known. Hate isn't strength, Jessa. It's just lonely.::


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:

Not that it is critical at the moment as I am perfectly happy to do hand-wavey magical narration, but a natural 1 always fails a save, regardless of bonuses, just as a natural 20 always passes.

There is a brief hesitation, and a mental voice, more whisper than actual voice, that sounds like a terrified child, ::How can I trust you? She is my --::

Having seen a little success rather than complete failure, the unreasonable rage that was Jessa's psychosis lashes out at Nala as it had before, and its incoherent scream drowns out what Jessa had been trying to say.

Under normal circumstances you'd be right, but for the Champion of Luck there's no auto anything when it comes to saves.

Nala still didn't move, but the stress of the encounter was starting to tell. The entire room was coated in frost and Jessa's breath created clouds of fog in the chilled air.

::You can't hurt me. I've been through worse than you can ever hope to do. I'm still here. As are you. You don't have to live like this anymore,:: she said, sending out every memory she had of unexpected compassion and friendship that she had experienced since coming to Avalon, hoping to counter some of the rage of psychotic Jessa.


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:


There are no words, but what Jessa shows Nala is the pain and horror of finding that the only friends she has ever known have been reduced to some kind of living death. They aren't completely gone, but neither do they really live. Having no other friends, no other family, and no one else in the galaxy, her rage, grief, and pain is too much for Nala's words to touch. It is the mindless, wailing pain of a baby who knows not why she hurts, and simply strikes out at the one who she perceives as the cause of her pain.

All that rage, pain, and grief comes thundering down on the part of Nala's consciousness that is inside Jessa's mind, threatening to crush her into oblivion.

She is essentially manifesting Psychic Crush. Will save DC 21. When Nala saves, she takes 3d6 damage. If she somehow fails, she is reduced to 50% of her HP total and is ejected from Jessa's mind.

Nala can't fail that save with her Luck bonus to saves.

A tiny trickle of blood drips down from Nala's nose, but still she doesn't move, her fingertips lightly resting on Jessa's temples and a serene expression on her face.

::Enough, Jessa. They weren't your friends. Not really. They were just hungry insects, and when they were done killing every living thing they would have died and you would have been truly alone. Forever. You were always doomed to grieve for them. It's time to move forward. Change your fate, Jessa. You are stronger than you know. Not this part that you think is strong. She's so much weaker than you are. The real Jessa is strong though. All you have to do is reach out and take your mind back. It's always been yours to claim. Hurt and rage aren't the most powerful things about you.::

The girl's mind was so far gone. Healing this insanity might be beyond her skill. Perhaps she did need to ask Phaezeriel for help. She saw so much of herself in this girl, but she had never lost connection with reality as Jessa had.


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:


The schism seems to be a completely natural response to psychological trauma.

The hostile personality in Jessa's mind seems to be confused for a few moments by the ease with which Nala crushed the mind seed. Evil Jessa regains her mental balance, however, and seems to draw in on herself becoming more dense if such a thing were possible for a mind. It seems she is gathering her strength for another attack.

::Doors work two ways, Jessa. If you continue to attack me I will show you exactly why there is nothing you can do to hurt me. You think that you are so powerful and malevolent, but you're just a frightened little girl lashing out at the universe. And that I know a little too much about,:: she warned, examining the cracks in Jessa's psyche. It would be dangerous to push her too far, but it might be the only real chance to save her.


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:
evil stuff

Will save: with +10 Luck bonus 1d20 + 14 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 14 + 10 = 35

::Well, that was an interesting reaction there,:: she said coolly, examining the mind of Jessa/Evil Jessa to determine if their schism is natural or the result of a mind seed. ::You have too much confidence in yourself to pin your hopes on that against a skilled mentalist.::


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:

Nala nods. "That is a perfectly reasonable request. And ethically necessary. As I told you before, I will do nothing without your permission. And if I have anything to say about it, the day you are free of scientists will be today. I am a physician. My job is to heal you and send you on your way, not study you indefinitely."

"Please let me know when you are ready for me to begin."

Jessa draws a deep breath and steels her nerve. It is clear from her body language that she is not reacting out of fear of harm, but out of fear of giving up her one safe refuge. Finally she lets her breath out and nods her head to Nala, "I am ready. You should be aware though, that she destroyed the mind of the last person who tried to enter my mind. Hopefully that I am letting you in will make the difference."

Nala nodded. "Thank you for the warning. I think that she will find that I am not so easily destroyed."

She reached out a hand to touch Jessa's forehead lightly with her fingers. "Physical contact makes this easier."

She began a telepathic scan of Jessa's mind, especially looking for points of connection to the other personality and any information she can find about how the two came to be residing in the same mind.


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:


Jessa's head does not raise, and her hair covers most of her face, but Nala can see the girl chewing on her lip. After a full three minutes, she finally speaks in a voice barely audible, "I do not want to be caged anymore. I do not want to be modified and tested upon anymore. She came to me to protect me from what they were doing to me; I could not stand it, but she was stronger than I am."

It looks like she is gathering every shred of courage she has remaining to her, and she goes quiet again for a few long moments, and when she continues her voice has the strange speech patterns of the Empires elite classes, "You can do the tests, but do not alter anything without talking to me about it first." When she lifts her eyes to meet Nala's they are cold like two bits of blue ice, "One day I will be free from all scientists" The word comes out like a curse.

Nala nods. "That is a perfectly reasonable request. And ethically necessary. As I told you before, I will do nothing without your permission. And if I have anything to say about it, the day you are free of scientists will be today. I am a physician. My job is to heal you and send you on your way, not study you indefinitely."

"Please let me know when you are ready for me to begin."


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:

Jessa seems to accept this with no problems and sits at the table to eat what was brought. Though there is much more than an average girl her size should need, she eats steadily and without apparent preference until all the food is gone.

Nala sits down in front of Jessa as she finishes her food. "Jessa, I have the results of your brain scans from yesterday," she said gently. "It confirms that you have two distinct brain patterns, and shows a particular pattern that always occurs before they switch places. The other personality appears to be tied to certain specific negative emotions. What it doesn't tell me is what caused you to develop two separate personalities. Without that information I can't treat the problem. I will not do anything without your permission. You don't have to worry about that. But I would like you to reconsider the possibility of a telepathic examination. Outside of this, I am reduced to simply resorting to trial and error to try and find a treatment that will allow you to leave this isolab."


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:

Nala arrived at the isolab food tray in hand. She entered cautiously, not sure which version of the girl she was going to be facing.

"Good morning, Miss Mar'Niell."

Jessa looks up when Nala enters, blue eyes bright, "Good morning. Please, call me Jessa? Almost no one has used my name since I was volunteered." Jessa

Nala smiled, happy to see that at least for now she was dealing with the non-psychotic version. "Well, that seems like a reasonable request, Jessa. I wasn't sure what you like to eat so I got a little bit of everything," she added setting the breakfast tray down on a table so Jessa could eat.

"I'm just going to examine your brain wave readings from the night while you eat, but I'm available to talk as well if you have any questions or anything."


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Nala arrived at the isolab food tray in hand. She entered cautiously, not sure which version of the girl she was going to be facing.

"Good morning, Miss Mar'Niell."


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Phaezeriel:
::Do not worry about yesterday. I was busy all day. Between supervising the infirmary and curing a plague before it could decimate more than one city...well, let's just say it was a busy day. I hope I will have time later today. But I will be spending a large portion of my day trying to deal with a psychotic patient with dual personalities and a supercharged engineered virus permanently bound to her body. She isn't safe to release from the isolab at present. There's no telling what she would do. I'm afraid that you're going to be left to supervise the infirmary yourself today.::

Having reassured herself that the infirmary was in one piece, and tracked down Dara and Ignace at breakfast to let them know that they needed to go to class today since the nurse's office would be empty, she got a tray of food from the elementary cafeteria and headed down to the isolab with breakfast for her troublesome patient.


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Nala strode seemingly confidently into the infirmary, looking around to make sure that all of it was in one piece and no patients were being subjected to Wuxn-like standards of care.


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Jessa Mar'Niell wrote:
After a little while of sitting on the edge of the cot and waiting, Jessa stands up and moves to the edge of the force bubble and calls out in a clear, but uncertain, voice, "Hello? Is anyone there?"

Nala's datapad lit up and she saw the video feed from the isolab. She hastily swallowed her bite of omelette before activating the audio from her end.

"Please be patient, Miss Mar'Niell. I have some work that I must attend to, but I will be there in no more than thirty minutes with your breakfast."

She deactivated the audio and stood up from her half-eaten breakfast. "Well, duty calls."


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Ryuzo Kato wrote:
"Ah. Who is that?"

"Not sure. He's listed as a..." she picked up the datapad off of the table and examined it. "Advaran Silvertongue? Goblin. Huh. Well, that should be interesting."

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