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[roseofthetyrells]

[brightly] Please leave your message after the beep! I look forward to hearing from you. Goodbye!

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[so_dark_a_road]

[ This is later in the day or in the evening, after everybody's gone home. ]

Margaery, I left messages for my brothers, my son, and my cousin. Maglor is going to coordinate the warding of the Sewing Shop with the others. They'll get in touch with you as soon as they're embarked on the project, probably tonight or tomorrow.

How are you doing?

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[roseofthetyrells]

[she's curled up in her bed with an extra blanket wrapped around her. for warmth? for protection? who knows?]

Thank you all so very much. It will be a tremendous relief to know that such creatures can never again enter the shop.

I am. . . attempting to cope. I managed to drink a little broth earlier this evening.

[audio] 4/10ish (yay, an inbox appears!)

[synthedick]

Miss Tyrell, it's Nick Valentine. I just wanted to see how you were holding up.

[audio] 4/10ish (took me long enough, right?)

[roseofthetyrells]

Hello, Nick. And I'm [her training to maintain a pleasant mask no matter what wars with her emotions. her emotions win] enduring. It's--proving difficult to feel safe again.

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[so_dark_a_road]

We will be relieved as well.

Do you need anything? Is your roommate taking care of you?

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[roseofthetyrells]

Thank you.

I could use some more company. And Daenerys is helping, but she doesn't know what it's like to die.

[synthedick]

I don't doubt it, given what happened to you.

Did you want me to assign another patrol or two to your area? Just someone to check in on you more frequently, make sure everything is all right.

[Because his patrol past the place clearly wasn't enough, but it's not every day someone randomly murders the woman running the sewing shop. He's just hoping that never happens again.]

[roseofthetyrells]

Thank you. It's hard to--to feel like yourself after something like that happens to you.

Yes, I would appreciate that very much. Just to be on the safe side.

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[so_dark_a_road]

You can come to the Elfhouse anytime you like, and stay as long as you like. We can come and visit you at your house, too, if that is all right with Daenerys.

It does help to know that others know what you've been through, does it not? And we Elves have all experienced death in our own world.

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[roseofthetyrells]

I'm sure it would be fine with her. How could anyone object to your presence?

Yes. It helps. I can't tell you how much. This is--different from my first death. The first one, I knew it was coming. This death. . . even during the height of the Null invasion, I felt safe here.

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[so_dark_a_road]

[ Chuckle. ] You never know. Maybe Elves and Targaryns are like ice and fire? [ But he really doesn't think there would be a problem either. Besides, more like fire and fire. ]

Yes, it is very unpleasant to be surprised in that fashion. To believe you are safe, and then to experience sudden death. I am sorry that that happened to you, and I will do all in my power to help you now.

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[roseofthetyrells]

...there was a poem Matt told me about. Something about ice and fire and desire. I wish I remembered the whole thing. [she can't imagine any objections]

Yes. That's it precisely. I thought I was safe, but then I wasn't. And I would appreciate your assistance.

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[so_dark_a_road]

[ Smile ] Those are popular symbols amongst bards and poets! One of my friends in another world quoted this one to me, by a man named Robert Frost:

Some say the world will end in fire
Some say in ice
From what I've tasted of desire,
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great,
And would suffice.

[ Chuckle ] Wise man.

You will have all the assistance we can give. We cherish you.

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[roseofthetyrells]

[excitedly] Yes, that's it, that's the poem exactly! He quoted it to me during that entire mess with the Null.

And I thank you. And cherish you in return.

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[so_dark_a_road]

Matt must have been well-read. Not everybody knows that poet.

[ He smiles in return. ]

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[roseofthetyrells]

Matt is blind, but he can read using something called braille. It's a series of dots set out into an alphabet.

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[so_dark_a_road]

[ Thinks about that. Yes, that would work! ] And every letter is represented by a pattern of dots? Are they punched into the paper, or carved into a wooden surface?

I suppose there must be many books in braille, in his world? I hope there are, for a mind that loves the Frost poem must love literature in general.

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[roseofthetyrells]

It's all punched into paper. He reads the raised dots with his fingers.

The classics were. He apparently had a beastly time getting law school to accommodate his needs.

Sorry, I'm coming back to this one late! Want to wrap?

[so_dark_a_road]

He sounds both educated and skilled!

That is a great pity, that he had to persuade them. In my world, we had law-speakers, and they were literate. But their work depended mostly on their ability to study and remember a body of precedent, and to speak eloquently before the assembly. I'm assuming your Matt has similar abilities and talents. And good luck to him!

And to you, now and when you return to him.

Sure, works for me!

[roseofthetyrells]

He is. He's wonderful.

Yes, that's very much like Matt described. He had to study very hard to get where he is in his world. And he won a very important case, one against a crimelord in New York City.

Thank you for your well wishes.

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[wantsnudes]

Hello, Queen Margaery. It is I, Yusuke Kitagawa. May I disturb you for just a moment?

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[roseofthetyrells]

Of course you may!
What did you want to talk about?

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[wantsnudes]

Do you know anything about a woman named Caedra? I have heard she's rather well-known in this city...

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[roseofthetyrells]

[there's a pause in replying]

It's not a woman, it's a demon.
And yes, I know of it.
It murdered me about three months ago and used my blood to summon more demons.

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[wantsnudes]

[Yusuke is shocked, betrayed by the delay in his own reply. It takes a minute for him to respond.]

I had no idea... I'm sorry, both for my ignorance and for what you must have endured. If this is too painful to discuss, you are under no obligation to respond.

Has no one done anything to bring her -- it, if you prefer -- to justice?