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[onerthes]

[A tinny man's voice gives what is clearly a default answer machine message. Vira-Lorr is still figuring the phone out it seems.]
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[onerthes]

... she and I once spoke about this. I realize this is hard, but...

How badly did she screw up the timestream of your world, Chloe? Exactly how bad did it get? I remember how bad it was when she did it the once with me in the tunnels. [Shudder.]

She's amazingly put together, considering what she's seen. And she loves you. More than I can imagine anyone loving another.

[tagartist]

[ Talking about this literally never gets easier. She takes a deep breath. ]

Animals started dying. Like... birds falling out of the sky at random, whales washing up on shore, squirrels dashing in front of cars or just dropping dead in the grass. And then the moon started to get fucked up. And after that, there... There was this... huge storm. It was gonna wipe out the whole town.

[onerthes]

That's enough... you don't have to say more. Time... Time does not enjoy being toyed with. I know that. It was the only magic none of us ever knew, forbidden even beyond necromancy.

I will never fault her for her choices. I'm not sure if I could do whatever she did in that moment. [Sigh.] You know... Ashe is having a party. you're coming, right?

I'm going to be getting pretty high. We could both use the relaxation, I think. And I hven't gotten high with you in a while.

[tagartist]

[ She takes a second to gather herself, nodding and deciding it's better to not address anything about time magic.

Instead, she clears her throat, and focuses on the latter. ]

Yeah. I mean, I live with Ashe part time now, pretty much, so it's sort of a required appearance.

[onerthes]

Alright, so I'm hobbling over with my magic staff for the barbecue, and we're getting high, watching fireworks. This is a thing that's happening.

...

I do love you, Chloe. As a friend. Gods, always feel free to call, if you need anything. I'll do what I can to help.

[tagartist]

Sounds like a plan to me.

I love you, too. I... don't know that I'll ever follow up on that, but I appreciate the offer anyway.

[onerthes]

mmm, quite possibly not, but had to make the offer. [Otherwise Chloe might assume it wasn't there.] I'll see you at the party, Chloe.