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[Accidental Video/Text]

Ah..

[The video only shows the briefest flash of a face - deep jade eyes with a soft yellow glow, grey skin and black hair that's drenched down from its usual style and curled in wet tendrils around a confused and wary expression. She has been there for some time now, though quietly, getting her bearings, working out what this place might be and whether or not she truly is dead.

The answer to the last - and most pressing - of her concerns appears to be 'no', but of course that brings up a whole new set of questions and problems. No afterlife that she had ever heard of had been anything like this.

A moment later, after giving a clear view of her location - a quiet corner of the plaza - the video feed is ended. It's several more minutes before a text is sent out.]

If It Is Not Too Much Trouble.
I Would Appreciate Some Assistance.

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[He's got better things to do, but Kanaya did render him some assistance at one time, so when he sees the little video and the jade eye, he is interested enough to take a second glance.]

Wwhat do you need, exactly?
I might showw my wway clear to lendin' you a prong or twwo if you
Wwait.

[The girl he knew was far too young for her eyes to have turned, and for a second he sits frozen, and actually rewinds the video to play it again, to be sure he didn't make a mistake.]

You'd be the Dolorosa.
Am I right?
Be clear that I wwon't take silence or lyin' vvery wwell, so just answwer me clearly an be done wwith it so I don't havvve to come in search a you.

[The colour of the text in front of her runs her blood cold in her veins, and her fingers shake. She doesn't reply, not for some minutes, while she sits and shivers in place and does her best to compose herself. She'll not show her fear to him, she won't give him that.]

Orphaner Dualscar.
If You Wish Anything Of Me You Will Have To Inconvenience Yourself By Finding Me.

[To be honest, he expected this response. Anyway, from her wet hair, he knows where to find her, at least roughly, and when he sees his own name show up in her colours, his walking pace speeds up.

As such, he strides into the plaza not long after the messages were exchanged, looking around for her]

Girl! Showw yourself. I mean you no harm, but wwe havve to talk!

Am I to believe that like some wiggler? Do not think me so simple minded, Orphaner.

[Yet there she is, standing as tall and proudly as she can manage in her current condition. When she lays eyes on him she lets out a slow breath, as if to steady herself.]

I will not be made a slave to you again.

[He is actually relieved to see her standing tall, though he struggles to keep his expression schooled. He's feared her arrival for a long time.

He walks towards her, his cape swirling around his feet, his armour gleaming, but he stops a distance from her.]

I havve no need of a slavve, Dolorosa. Certainly not one as displeasin' an rebellious as you.

[He pauses] Wwhat's the last thing you remember before you came here?

[Her eyes narrow faintly, uncertain, and it's only that he isn't moving to attack her and that he.. is actually speaking civilly enough to her that keeps her from biting out the insult that's dancing on the tip of her tongue.

Instead, her eyebrows draw together and she looks away from him, one hand moving up to rest against her ribs., A phantom pain twinged there.]

I was mortally wounded. It was not by chance.

By me.

[There's truly no question now, and he says the words flatly and in a clipped tone.

He draws himself up, and speaks quickly.]

You should knoww that a lot has changed since your death. Signless, Psiioniic an Disciple are all here, and...and things havve changed betwween us. Things are different wwith me, than wwhen wwe last saww each other.

[Her teeth grit together. Yes, she had expected that it would be his doing, and that he would freely admit it. Yet, there's something about his demeanour that throws her. This is strange. She does not like it.]

If any harm has come to them by your hand, seadweller, I will see you suffer for it.

[Someone stop her before she completely gets the wrong idea.]

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[He grits his teeth and bares them at her, his fins flaring in challenge]

I havven't hurt a hair on their heads! Signless is my fuckin' moirail, an Psiioniic livves with us at my hivve. That's wwhat I'm tryin' to explain! I'm no threat to you, understand?

He--..

[He's lying. He has to be! But her little one, with his blood.. why would one like Dualscar lie about something like that and least of all to her? She rests her hand against the nearest thing that she can use to support herself - a wall, a pillar, she doesn't care as long as it doesn't fall down.]

... I understand.

[Well. That was a lot easier than convincing Disciple. But he's firmly convinced there's something wrong with that troll's brain.

He nods, folding his arms across his chest and looking her up and down]

You look fuckin' terrible. Signless is gonna go spare wwhen he sees you. [His eyes narrow] He already knowws wwhat I did to you, an forgivves me, so don't think you'll drivve a wwedge betwween us. He's mine.

What quadrants my little one decides to fill, and with whom, is not my business to dictate.

[She grates the words out, glaring at him and drawing herself straight again. Physically, she's well, but she's tired and mentally exhausted, and it's all she can do to keep up this wall against him.]

But I will speak with him of it, and of your actions towards me. I will not have him be left without the full tale.

[A tiny smile touches her lips.]

Do not fear, Orphaner, I will not take him from you.. if you will promise me the same courtesy.

I nevver wwanted to keep you from him, and I havven't tried to hide a single detail. [His own words grate in return, and he sniffs derisively, then offers his arm to her, as if to a fellow highblood, such as Mindfang] In fact, let me take you to him, noww.

Then we have an accord.

[She gazes at him steadily, for a long moment of silence, then takes his arm, closing her fingers over it.]

... Thank you, Dualscar.

[He wasn't sure what he expected, but it feels nicer than he thought it would for her to put her arm on his. Maybe it's the warmth of it, though she's not as warm as Signless.

He pats her hand lightly, smirking, and begins to lead her in the direction of his hive.]

Wwhat are you thankin' me for?

[Even if it is aid from an unexpected quarter she will not refuse it, and if he is being truthful in what he says then she is safer with him than alone. Her fingers twitch as he pats her hand, and she moves her thumb over the fabric of his sleeve.]

Your help. I am not without social graces.

[He's silent for a moment. To be honest, he wasn't expecting politeness from her] You're wwelcome.

[There's a pause, then she chuckles softly, a sound more held in the back of her throat than released. All of this is so ridiculous! How is it that she has died, and yet now walks arm in arm with Orphaner Dualscar, in a place such as this? Perhaps she merely sleeps in the hold of Mindfang's ship.]

You must have been here for some time.

Yes. Goin' on half a swweep, noww. [He doesn't look at Dolorosa as he walks, not hurrying out of deference to her weakness. He has some idea of what she suffered, and she hasn't had a chance to stretch her legs in quite a while] After you died, I lost patience wwith Spinneret, an tried to bring her to justice, but wwas killed by the Grand Highblood instead. I didn't livve much longer than you, but I wwas here first. Time is wweird that wway.

She was not one who inspired equanimity.

[Something in her is soothed by hearing that, though she would be better served by knowing that Mindfang had been given her comeuppance. That, however, can wait.]

And half a sweep was all that it took to bring such change in you. I am being further convinced that I am dreaming.

[His expression falters, his fins flattening]

You're not dreamin', and I'm not that different. Signless wwill probably say somethin' ridiculous, like that I'vve been changed by bein' showwn happiness or some other rubbish. [Which is basically the truth, it's just hard for him to admit it]

The last I knew of you, you were ending my life, and now you are readily offering your help to me. That is a change which is most welcome.

[She smiles, clasping her free hand over his arm along with the other as they walk.]

Happiness can alter much. Are you sure that he is not so far from the truth?

[He falls silent. Once again, one of the rebels has shocked him with their willingness to forgive. He quietly reviews some of the nasty things that he did over the years that she belonged to him. Though at the time he didn't consider himself wantonly cruel, of course cruel things did take place - punishments, humiliations.]

He's a smart one, but too idealistic.

[All expected of someone of his caste, and expected by her in her position as a slave. No, she did not forgive him the things he had done, but his last act to her had freed her of Mindfang, and she could not hold that against him, despite his intent.

She looks up at him, jade eyes soft, curious, and shakes her head.]

Alternia was not ready for one such as he. Perhaps, one day, it will be.

[He snorts derisively before he can suppress the urge]

Vvery unlikely. Especially so long as She is still our Imperious Condescension.

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