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[The words form slowly on the page in neat handwriting, lacking flourish indicative of someone accustomed to writing large amounts in little time. The hesitation becomes less noticeable as the entry goes on.]

This is Locrian Sergeant Tear Grants of the Oracle Knights requesting information.

A cursory inspection has revealed this place to be completely unfamiliar. Requesting information on location and means of arrival.

[The writing paused for a moment as she inspected her surroundings.]

If you have captured my with malicious intent, you will gain nothing for it. The Order will not negotiate for my release.
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[dictated]

[The journal picks up a soft gasp and some faint shuffling. When Tear finally speaks, her voice is dry and tentative. Considering she's spent the past month or so as a doll it's not out of the question.]

The journal is... This is Paradisa, isn't it?

[She gets up, a little unsteady, bracing herself on the chair. And why is she in Luke's room...?

A little more business this time.]
It appears I've been [a short pause] indisposed since late December, courtesy of the castle. I'll resume my duties at the clinic when I'm certain there aren't any lingering effects.

[Luke] )

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