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[child_of_bhaal]

Who: Syeira and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Not really, but Red Fish if you want
When: Today.

[She doesn't really broadcast much. And this is not a very usual thing to address everyone with, so she's just a tad awkward under the serious tone.]

Hello everyone. I'm Syeira, one of the captains of the Red Fish. I don't know all of you, and I do apologize for that. But I have something that, I imagine, will be of interest, if not concern, to many of you here. Especially in relation to our ever out of reach captors. So, ah, I suppose to the point then. About a month ago....

[She hesitates, looks away but almost immediately looks back, making herself say it. With a calm, straight face, and dry eyes.]

I died.

[All right. Said and done. Move on. Move forward to the point.]

I know that for a lot of people here, that's not exactly surprising- seeing a person perish and then be returned to life. Even on my world such things are possible; common in fact. Even long after death, if one gets a hold of strong enough magic.

However, this is a unique situation for a few reasons. Firstly, I am of a...rare and particular family tree that cannot, by any means, be revived after death. Yet, here I am.

[She lifts her hands and lets them fall. Takes a small breath and continues.]

Secondly. I have been having dreams. A dream, really. After my revival, I was extremely ill, for near to a tenday. Which this next item could have been attributed to, if it had only happened while I was feverish. However, I am quite well now, and the same dream keeps occurring. I would describe it to you, but whenever I attempt to recall the details, my memory suddenly fails.

Again, for most, it could easily be written off. A symptom of a physical trauma. And again, I am not someone who falls into the norm. I have always dreamed in a very specific and singular way. This is new.

[Her gaze trails off, her thoughts turning inward.]

New and suspiciously vague. I can tell you all, what I dream of is something dark, and with ill intent. I can't give more than that. I wish I could.

[She blinks and looks back, focusing again. But she's about finished.]

It isn't much. And I'm not sure yet how this might help us with our overarching puzzle that is Atroma, but I knew I needed to share with you all. Thank you for your time.

Comments

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[He nods. He knows they must, but...]

I've always pressed on, too. When Mal died, when Cobb was suspected of murdering her... But I'm not really sure that concludes the problems in your head.

[He holds up a hand.] And don't think I'm trying to pressure you or make something out of nothing. I'm just saying. I'm here if you need me. Even if it's little.

[child_of_bhaal]

I know.

[She's lifts his hand and kisses his knuckles, and lays her cheek against it.]

I know, and I'm grateful. It's just...

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[He reaches out to brush back her hair from her face.] 'It's just' what?

[child_of_bhaal]

It's hard to know what I should feel. I'm glad to be alive, but on the other hand, it would take a godly amount of power to circumvent a bhaalspawn's death. And those dreams... I'm worried.

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

It is worrying. Are you still having those dreams?

[child_of_bhaal]

[A nod.]

Some think it just from the harshness of dying, but I know my dreams. They've always belonged to The Taint. To have something knew like this, something I can't remember, it means something.

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[He nods. He knows she's right.] I wish I had my equipment. Maybe I could find something in your mind.

[child_of_bhaal]

Perhaps we should start making inquiries. There's many a brilliant mind here in the Fleet, magical and scientific.

If it can be accomplished, I'll agree to it, so long as you oversee. My...slight discomfort is a small price to pay off it means finding vital information about our captors.

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

That might be a good idea. And if we could resolve them, make them stop...

[He wants her to feel better mostly, but he supposes they need to try to figure out information about their captors.]

We'd have to be careful who we trusted with this.

[child_of_bhaal]

You mean because of my other secret that I've still not shared with the general populous? Because while I try not to think about it, I don't believe Atroma doesn't spy on us constantly.

[Perhaps there had been a block on the surveillance, but to only know of it after it was lifted still strikes Syeira as suspect. And there's more than one way to eavesdrop. She wouldn't put anything pay Atroma.]

I trust your instincts and your discretion on that.

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[He nods.] That and our safety is in their hands. I met a man who we should maybe talk to. Hank McCoy. I think he knows things about chemistry.

[child_of_bhaal]

If you think you can trust him, then perhaps we should. I'm afraid I'm not any use as a chemist. I never did very well at making potions. Just another reason I stuck with performing.

[She gives him a half smile. See, things aren't so bad. And taking about science isn't completely terrifying for her.]

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

I'm realizing I didn't learn much about chemistry either. We'll find someone.

In the meantime, we'll stick to what we're good at.

[He smiles back.] Would it be selfish to ask if you'd perform for me sometime?