un: jaycetalis | voice

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[The voice of a mid-thirties man, who sounds absolutely exhausted:]

So.

Who broke it?

I'm not mad. I just want to know. And have a long conversation about respecting shared resources.

[This is, of course, in reference to the now damaged blue trolley line.]

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[odinpusrex]

[There's a notable pause as he allows Dion to say his piece. The implication in the beginning catches him, and part of him wonders when Dion is from, but he does not speak that curiosity aloud.

Whether or not the rest sinks in, touches him in some meaningful way, well... That's to be seen. It isn't that Barnabas hasn't considered such before, in fact, his role has vastly been to endure where others were to weak to do so. Yet, someone like Cidolfus shouldn't be weak like the rest of mankind.

He should be above such folly, or so he once believed. Yet, the greying patches that adorn his body, and the frailty observed in his movements, remind him of the bitter ache of his misplaced judgment. Not to mention the suffering he knows Cidolfus is going through.

Waloed had...ways of dealing with those who showed signs of the curse, after all. Mercy for a life otherwise promised weakness and suffering.]

Enough. You bask in your ignorance as if it were the sun. I do not deny his vulnerabilities...but I shall disparage his foolish will for the consequences it births.

Begone, Bahamut. I need not your precipitous counsel.

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