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Corruption JMart au for Rho

Date: 2024-01-05 11:40 am (UTC)
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[ In here, it's mostly just the door back to the hallway and the door to the centre/panic room. But in the hallway there had been multiple. Reassembly will take a long time.

The Assistant, meanwhile, cocks his head. ]

I think so. I think ... huh. I think I feel them, sort of.

Date: 2024-01-05 11:55 am (UTC)
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[ The Assistant has a few more splotches of colour now: a hint of red in his hair, the suggestion of blue behind his glasses, and the overall sense that he isn't simply seethrough any more.

He reaches a hand out to the Archivist. ]

You're freezing. Allow me...?

[ He can't reduce the cold, but he can make it a gentle, comforting thing. ]

Date: 2024-01-05 11:58 am (UTC)
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[ The Assistant takes it, then, and the sensation of being frigid stops. It shifts to a gentle, comforting sort of chill, like being outside on an autumn day. ]

You need to get home for now. Rest and recharge yourself.

Date: 2024-01-05 12:02 pm (UTC)
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[ The Assistant stares for a moment at those hands. For a moment he lifts his own as if to touch - before letting it drop. ]

... Of course. An Archivist needs his Assistant.

[ And then, spoken coldly enough to freeze blood, though not Jon's: ]

Someone needs to make sure no one else ever touches you like that again.

Date: 2024-01-05 12:15 pm (UTC)
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Where? Who?

[ he'll KILL them he'll kill them he'll kill them - ]

Date: 2024-01-05 12:18 pm (UTC)
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[ oh. This room is suddenly VERY cold. ]

Him?

Date: 2024-01-05 12:22 pm (UTC)
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[ The Assistant clenches his fists. ]

I'll help you do it.

Date: 2024-01-05 12:28 pm (UTC)
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Probably you could, but.

[ His expression softens. ]

He might hurt you again.

Date: 2024-01-05 12:33 pm (UTC)
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Then I'll come with you. And we'll make him regret everything.

Date: 2024-01-05 12:36 pm (UTC)
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[ The Assistant nods, levering himself up to his full height. Basically just a hulk of mist and ice with a pair of glasses. ]

Then what are we waiting for?

Date: 2024-01-05 12:39 pm (UTC)
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[ The Assistant looks back over the hallway. Jon has resolved a couple of rooms, yes, but there are plenty more out there. ]

... We can come back. I know how to find my way here.

Date: 2024-01-05 12:43 pm (UTC)
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Right.

[ A brittle little chuckle. ]

After we murder him.

Date: 2024-01-05 12:46 pm (UTC)
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[ That gets a faint smile in return. ]

Lead on, then.