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[canisminor]

[Miriam smiles a little for the camera, though she's tired and it doesn't have the same warmth that you might expect. She's hanging out in her new digs, one of the spire rooms. There are pillows everywhere and soft blankets and a large Rottweiler with his head in her lap.]

Uh, hey people. I was here before and then I wasn't, and now I'm here again. Weird, right?

Anyway, I just wanted to let people know that this dude is Barnaby. [She tilts the camera toward Barnaby. He grunts.] And he's my dude. So don't shoot him or you'll be really sorry. He won't be nice if you try anything.

[She smiles again.]

So, any of you with freaky voodoo powers? 'cause I could use some of that right 'bout now.

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[ushahin]

Satoris' wounds, child! [That's as close as Ushahin ever gets to cursing. He looks shocked.] I am afraid not. My powers lie only in the realm of the mind. What happened to you?

[canisminor]

[Miriam tucks her arm away. Barnaby whines and bumps her with his nose.]

I had a bad day. 's okay. Figured I'd ask, you know?

[ushahin]

I've had days like that. [Days where he had gone through the worst pain imaginable and still lived through it. Still, if she's managed to cope this long, she'll be just fine. Miriam's touch enough.] Maybe you could make a deal with one of the gods?

[canisminor]

Thinkin' about it. [Maybe. She's wary of making deals, though. They go wrong.] But I wanna know what I'm buying it with first. Otherwise I might be worse off.

[ushahin]

That is a wise decision. Some of them here seem to have more of a liking for humanity than others. In the meantime, is there anything I can do? [He cares about her as much as he cares about anyone in the cave. It might be a foolish way of thinking, but Ushahin can't help it.]