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[mysterzie]

WHO "Adra" & YOU
BROADCAST Fleet-wide video!
ACTION Starstruck or waystations.
WHEN Tomorrow, April 19th. (Which means post-shuffle.)

Okay, as it turns out... it's really hard to get in contact with people when you don't have their names or their ships or their numbers. But—I'm trying this responsibility thing and I want to give those powers back. The ones I had to borrow last week? But I can't find any of you! Good job. Bunch of winners here.

[ SIGH. ]

Right, okay, I'm not who I look like, either. Not... Adra. Actually asked him beforehand, too, so fuck off about that. But if you gave your powers away last week, that was me. Let's see... Allen, Katara, and, uh, two short blondes. About so-high. [ Yep, there's a motion here for Steffa and Shirley's heights. SURPRISE, SHIRLEY. ] Let me know where you are, and I'll give them back. Like I said I would.

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[mysterzie]

[ His mouth falls open. ]

You can duplicate!

[hymnals]

They're great for carrying groceries.

[The copies mill about quietly.]

[mysterzie]

[ That gets an actual laugh out of him. ]

God, I'll bet. That's a cool one. You don't see it very often.

[hymnals]

All mages can do it.

[He wiggles his fingers.]

Among other things.

[mysterzie]

Man, magic is almost like cheating. You've got so many powers in just that one. What else can you do?

[hymnals]

Magic is a discipline, like any other skill. I wasn't born with these spells in my head.

[He shrugs.]

A lot of things. I'm an old man, like I told you. I've had a lot of time to study, and I've trained in two paths. Priest first, when I was young. Mage later.

[mysterzie]

A priest?

[ Wow, that is. just. not what he was expecting at all. ]

[hymnals]

[He raises an eyebrow.]

I'm still a priest.

[mysterzie]

What, you preach every Sunday or something?

[hymnals]

No.

[A beat.]

What?

[Another beat.]

No.

[mysterzie]

Take confessions in tiny little box rooms?

[hymnals]

I mean, not in a box room, but sometimes?

[mysterzie]

Oh. Is that why you listened?

[hymnals]

Hmmm?

[mysterzie]

Ugh, I mean...

Is that why you're a good person and not a nice one?

[hymnals]

[He shrugs.]

The Light preaches compassion. But I came to it because I believed in those tenets, not because I needed them instilled.

[mysterzie]

You... worship Light?

[ Not even like, a god or something??? ]

[hymnals]

First of all, it's not worship, secondly, it's not--lamps or some fucking thing. It's the magic I used to heal you. Holy force.

[mysterzie]

You don't worship what you preach?

[ Well okay. It's not like he actually knows anything about religion but man this is weird. ]

I don't really get this.

[hymnals]

I don't worship concepts. I am devoted to the Light as a universal, tangible force for grace and peace, however.

[mysterzie]

Grace?

[ WHAT DOES NOT BEING CLUMSY HAVE TO DO WITH THIS... ]

[hymnals]

[THIS LIL MAN ...]

Grace. Forgiveness. Mercy. Goodwill. That's the Light, in its truest essence. But you're probably not looking for a sermon.

[mysterzie]

[ At least he didn't vocalize that part!! ]

Hell no I'm not. Still... that's way better than what our priests have got for them.

[hymnals]

Oh? And what is that?

[mysterzie]

Like God. He smites people and sends them to Hell if they don't love his son or some bullshit like that.