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a Lucy is born in Geb
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"Okay. Well. If you don't want to, I'm not going to try to argue with you. But the crystal ball is good enough that a Message will generally get through, if not necessarily on the first try, and there's a difference between talking and just looking." 

She pulls a handful of scrolls out of her bag, and sets both them and the crystal ball down. 

"I'm going to leave, for now, and be back in about an hour. Do what you like." 

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"Take your trinket with you. I have no desire to speak with someone who can't hear."

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"That's what the scrolls of Message are for! Or does Pharasma prevent that from going through, for some reason." 

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"A soul is not a petitioner until after it is judged."

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"...Is that a yes to Pharasma doing something, because Message works on, like, ghosts." 

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"That's a yes, and if there hadn't been anything preventing it I could have just done it myself."

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"Okay." She stuffs the crystal ball and the scrolls back into her bag. 

She does not leave the Rope Trick. Instead she sits down beside him. 

"I'm sorry. I didn't--realize that offering could be worse than not. Pharasma's a bitch. And before you say something snide about how that shouldn't be news, remember that I am from Geb."

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"I would rather have expected that to help your realization, not hinder it."

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"No, see, imagine if the only thing you knew about someone was that they hated Prelate Hulrun and also Iomedae. You'd probably think more highly than average of them, right?" 

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"Not on average. It's rather tragic, but with the hold that goddess has on this country most of the people that describes are demon cultists, and they're somehow worse."

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"Eeesh. Fair enough." She sighs. "No offense, but this place is fucked up." 

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"Whyever should I be offended by the truth?"

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Shrug. 

She leans into him. 

"Want me to teach you Necril swear words? Since I inconsiderately broke the mood for other things." 

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It's not exactly enough to get him back to enthusiastic, but he's always up for being able to scandalize more people.

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That is totally reasonable she will settle for “not actively pissed off at her."

Necril has words for sex acts that are, if not impossible for living people, certainly not safe, sanitary, or respectful of anyone’s bodily integrity.

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Anyone who knows enough Necril to understand that has probably gotten at least slightly over it, but some of those sound like they could be fun to drop on someone who has tongues or comprehend languages up. 

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"...I think that I, myself, am a little too preoccupied with how useful it is to not piss people off to test that, but I won't lie, if you find out how Tongues or Comprehend Languages interact with spluching it would bring me joy to watch." 

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"I'll see what I can do."

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She laughs softly and squeezes his hand. 

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As always, time eventually slips her by and it's morning again.

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Luzai prepares her spells more grimly than she usually does, and emerges with one hand in a pocket, holding firm the hilt of her bonded knife. 

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Nobody tries to ambush her as she leaves the rope trick.

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Yeah. Not what she's worried about. 

What state are the preparations in, is there anything she can do to help. 

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There's a lot of last minute rush, as you might expect from someone putting together a large operation in a hurry, but most of the most important work was already completed by the time she woke up. She could check in with her team? See about getting her hands on any equipment she realized she needs? Or perhaps what's left to her is to hurry up and wait, that most tiresome of military rituals.

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She will...finally learn a lesson from Villibor...and make sure everyone on her team has healing potions. 

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