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[Doop doop doop... just in the castle lobby, but you know, it's Paradisa. There's always a journal open somewhere when things happen.

For a few minutes the journal picks up dictation of... mostly nothing. Rin talking quietly to someone, apparently Tad, from her tone and how there's no response back. This continues for a few minutes before she suddenly cries out sharply.]

Ouch!! Oh - jeez...

[There's silence for a moment. Whatever just happened, from her reaction it sounds like this was painful! But when she speaks she sounds... hesitant, and kind of nervous. A little more normal for her at this point.]

What's this...?

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[he sort of skims the other responses and decides to pick up at the moment of interest.]

Numbers. What kind?

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... What do you mean, what kind? They're just numbers...

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Roman numerals, handwriting, typeface... Carved gorily into your hand, drawn in ink, raised skin--really, any answer would have been correct.

[except the one you just gave. step it up, Rin!]

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What do you mean, Roman numerals? I don't even know what those are. Why are you talking to me anyhow?! We're not friends!

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There's no requirement that I have to be a friend to show concern, is there?

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... Well then, if we're not friends, why would you be concerned at all?

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I just think it'd be unfortunate if it turns out you're part of an otherworldy ritual or a castle plot, or just dead because you didn't bother to share. You know?

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Well what are Roman numerals anyway? You didn't say.

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[good!]

If you don't know what they are, they'd just look like a bunch of I's and V's. Maybe an X. They're a very old way of counting.

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Well they're not that.

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How many numbers?

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... There's four of them. And they don't hurt now.

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Hm... [that dashes a couple of theories.] That's good.

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Mm.

[... and nothing else. YOU'RE A MEANIEHEAD.]

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What are the numbers?

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... Seventy-two, and then two zeros.

- Ah!

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Hm? [what's that 'ah'-ing about? D:]

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It just changed...

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Really. [......okay, he wants to see this for himself. :|a]

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Uh-huh. [Sadly clueless... just in the castle lobby, staring at her hand.]

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[...give him about forty seconds, and he'll show up behind her.]

Hi.

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AUGH.

[As she seizes up in alarm.]

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Ah-- You nearly jumped that time.

[he'll lean over. what's on the hand? what's on the haaand?]

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[She's backing away from him all at once, hurriedly, looking horrified and clutching at the wrist of her marked hand - scared all out of proportion to how he looks! Why?

Alexstrasza's life-sensing radar didn't turn off when her loss started, that's why. And Zelman, being undead... well.]

What... what's wrong with you?

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What? [...um. that response didn't seem quite right, somehow.] How do you mean?