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[Empiricist]

"An omnicidal entity of magic that originates from the planet's core... they become more powerful with the amount of people they kill..."
She casually adjusts one of the bandages that seemed to cover random parts of her body. There weren't any wounds underneath them, the actual bandages where enchanted with painkillers to help lessen the pain she was currently feeling. Essentially, she wired up most of the infirmary to redirect their pain directly into her to help assist the recovery of the other patients. It admittedly hurt quite a bit, but nevertheless, she practically begged Selina to let her do it and she didn't mind having to endure it after all. Anyway, it wasn't like she had anything better to do at the moment, apparently she was still a bit unstable due to sealing her instant death spell away and thus unfit for duty, but she was getting used to it...

[Xantalos]

Potentially distressing to mortals, I see. Why are there cultist to them?

[Empiricist]

"Not too sure myself... I guess some people like the idea of omnicide or something~☢ either way, they're quite obstructive to progressive so most of my colleagues are being sent to kill a few of them~"

[Xantalos]

And what are you designated, then?

[Empiricist]

"Mission control. Apparently, I'm a bit too unstable for combat at the moment. So I've just been absorbing the pain of everyone in the infirmary and helping out with logistics and what not~"

[Xantalos]

TTwo inquiries:
Why are you too unstable for combat?
Whst is your ... the entity appears to search for a word for a moment - name?

[Empiricist]

"Ah, my apologies, I forgot to introduce myself, Victoria Nox, Slayer unit at your service. I'm a bit unstable since I sealed off my most powerful spell after nearly killing myself with it about a fortnight ago... well, I have suicidal tendencies you see, and not having my suicide spell available is a bit weird for me..."

[Xantalos]

THE. What is a Slayer?

[Empiricist]

"Harbinger-class Angels associated with Death gods. We ensure that nothing becomes immortal. Needless to say my actual form is far closer to your appearance than this shell's..."

[Xantalos]

Ah. I suspect that normally you and I would be in fatal opposition, but I am not of the inclination to pursue hostilities. Assuming your fellow alumni survive, I may end up teaching them and you.

[Empiricist]

[color=lightslategreyl"Those who are nearly immortal yet not willing to take the final step are not my enemies and those who have already become immortal are not my concern. Well, I'd be happy to have you as a teacher, what do you teach anyway?"][/color]

[Xantalos]

Excellent. I am glad to know that I would not have trouble with your organization. I am agreed with the Headmistress to teach magical theory in exchange for asylum.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"I would hope so, sir. I would be interested in learning from your perspective about magical theories."

[Empiricist]

"Asylum? Oh... so you aren't from here, are you? That explains the idiosyncratic manifestation..." She adjusts one of her bandages. She didn't really need to, but she idly did it occasionally.

[Xantalos]

Yes. If you wish, inquire to me about it after the mission and I will inform you of my reasons. For now I must bid both of you farewell and begin to acclimatize my learning area.

THE pauses for a second, and there's a sudden shift that makes it seem as if the universe were a skipping record, only editing in details - it's gone.

((Night, guys.))