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[PrivateNomad]

Lizzie lets out a quiet little sigh.
 _{"i-i just want to be al-alone for a bit..."}
Bartimaeus seems pretty sad with his tone of voice, all Selina's fault.

[Atnegam]

Sam leaves and does the described things as Atnegam decides a jacket color for him as well as works on other things xD

((Feel free to still interact with him if you want to though, I'll still respond to those))

[USEC_OFFICER]

"Okay. I understand. Just... I just want to try and make you happy. I'm sorry."

[PrivateNomad]

Lizzie turns around and leaves for her room.

[Rolepgeek]

Spensir's eyebrow raises. His right one, strangely enough.

"Not that I don't appreciate your trust, nor am I challenging your skill as a judge of character, but...you think what'shisface, Sam I think, is a good person too, then? Because as far as I know, he wanted to take Mabarius, and when he found he couldn't get it as easily as he'd hoped, threatened to break my legs."

He shrugs.

"I'm sure he had his reasons, but my formerly-punctured lungs are telling me that it doesn't matter, and it's hard to ignore them. Kinda need them to breathe and all, ya know."

The man frowns, playing back the conversation in his head.

"Wait...what do you mean, 'even now'?"

[Projeck37]

"My reasoning for Sam was... different. The way he fought was odd. The cybernetics or whatever, in him. I tried to learn who he works for, and gave him an out from that life. Dunno where he is now, though... and I just mean that you're being respectful, unlike some people, right now."

[PrivateNomad]

"I liked humanity better thousands of years ago. No anti-magic or stuff like that, no nanobots, just kings and the clash of swords.

Oh, and Alucard wants to talk to you after he's done. Says it's very important."

[Projeck37]

"Alright."

[Rolepgeek]

"I liked humanity better thousands of years ago. No anti-magic or stuff like that, no nanobots, just kings and the clash of swords.

Oh, and Alucard wants to talk to you after he's done. Says it's very important."

"Who, me? O-" And the question was answered. God, Spensir, it's not all about you.

"...I'm sure you did, back when we died in droves and barely even understood the idea that would eventually lead to the idea of 'basic human rights'. Or distribution of wealth."

Spensir didn't seem particularly appreciative of the shapeshifter, but he was a learned taste. Perhaps it would change. Perhaps not.

"Well...in any case, I figure I owe you now, so...is there anything I can do to help you with? I know some science, though I didn't finish getting my degree."

[PrivateNomad]

"Science? Shiiiit, you and Alucard are two peas in a pod."

[Projeck37]

"Well, I'd offer for you to join our group of magic users... Ever heard of the Northsdale 5?"
Ashley smiles. He'd probably had heard of it, or at least read about it somewhere.

[Rolepgeek]

"Vaguely?"

He shrugs somewhat apologetically.

"Campus life tends to be hectic, I didn't really have much time to keep up in the last five years. And the years before that I either didn't really pay attention to the news or I was too busy with uhh...school. Yeah."

[Projeck37]

"I'm surprised you haven't heard more about us. I mean, we've saved the world our fair share of times."

[Rolepgeek]

He shrugs noncommitally this time. So many different ways to shrug...

"It seems like the world needs saved every week, these days. After a while, your fear response just kinda dies."

[Projeck37]

"For some, perhaps."