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[The recording starts out with a bit of silence, before there's sound of movement, a rustle of armor before the Mithra speaks. She sounds somewhat horrible and a tad on the tired side.]
Reno, Veld, Castiel. I would like to request your audience very soon, at my room.
[A pause.]
Kevas, I... I need to apologize about my reaction to your words. I'm also apologizing for not including you, even though I asked before; there's a reason behind this. I am... so sorry.
Reno, Veld, Castiel. I would like to request your audience very soon, at my room.
[A pause.]
Kevas, I... I need to apologize about my reaction to your words. I'm also apologizing for not including you, even though I asked before; there's a reason behind this. I am... so sorry.
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For those who are able to complete the final task, yes.
[It took her a moment to think about Castiel's question.]
I believe it is to be literal. A body of man with a face of tentacles. Ah, here it is.
[She pulled out the photograph (http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20090221223509/ffxi/images/f/fa/Soulflayer.png) and showed it to the duo.]
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There's uh... one problem with this whole plan Cat. The system brings you back the way you were before you died.
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Unfortunately, he is correct, Cat. Is there any other way it can be handled?
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Then... I really have no hope do I?
[Her voice cracked, her shoulders trembling as her fingers tightened on the handles. It takes her a moment to calm the tears forming in her eyes, keeping her back to both of them, trying to think of some other way. She would hate it but it was the only way.]
...A cage of sorts. What you used on me before during Brenner, Reno or I am left to wander the Carnival forever.
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[He's standing and crossing to her, screw Castiel being there. He's going to hug her anyway.]
So you've got to face yourself right? Who knows you better than yourself? Nobody. Hell, you'll probably wipe the floor with yourself.
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I would prefer that we not resort to such drastic measures if at all possible.
But he is right. There is always a possibility that you will not lose control.
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[She let out a shakey sigh.]
...Its not the first time I've struggled with something like this. Do... either of you recall the time I had a breakdown in the caves that was sent out on the linkshells?
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I do.
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I remember.
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It was regarding a certain negative emotion for each race. For mine, it was envy. It was... ridiculous of me to think that.
[She sighed.]
But... this is way more concerning than that. Especially when I've experienced several nightmares where I've lost control and killed everyone that I cared about.
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[Reno sighed, crossing his arms.]
I think you need to have a little more faith in yourself an' what you've gotten through. I mean... we all just fought a massive horde of little birds that were hell bent on killing every single one of us. Takes someone tough to fight that off.
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[Castiel is kind of out of his league here, and it obvious in the slightly helpless look on his face.]
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[She managed a small smile as her ears raised back up and a bit of life returned to her tail.]
I apologize for wasting time for both of you; but, thank you for your imput. It helped, a little bit.
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[And he won't take no for an answer either.]
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[She glanced to the both of them, making sure.]
Thank you Reno, it... means a lot to me.
[Although her ears drop for a moment, recalling the conversation with Kevas. She... would need to bring that up with him and Greed at some point.]
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[He winked, nudging her a little.]
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Do not worry, Cat. We will always be here if you need anything.
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[She bows her head in gratitude before being nudged by the red head, turning a little red.]
Hey, cut that out!
[She was considering pouncing the Turk but paused, noticing the angel's slight discomfort.]
Are you alright, Castiel?
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Yeah man, you okay?
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I am alright. Do not worry.
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The Mithra takes a few steps closer, concerned.]
Are you sure? Did we say something wrong?
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Maybe you need to lay down or something, it's been crazy on the tub lately.
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[Flustered? What is that? No, she's not red in the face! You don't see that! She's waving her hands back and forth infront of herself.]
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