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Many of you seem to be unhappy.

We don't all necessarily want you to be happy, but acceptance and adaptation to your situation would be a start. The only question that remains is: how?

It is clear to us that your species resolves many issues through communication. Unfortunately, none of us understand the human psyche as clearly as others of your species, and so I leave it to you to communicate with and to help one another.

You may consider this post an open forum in which you can discuss what's been bothering you. In turn, I will conceal your identities, so that you may help one another without preconceived biases. If you'd like to reveal yourselves to one another, the option is there, but unnecessary.

Heal. Recover.

I'll leave you to it.

[[This is an event post for the Never Log In event! Remember, characters are compelled to get things off of their chest here, as well as to help others- and of course, please stay oocly logged in for your comments!]]

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Do you truly think everyone would reject you if they knew what you were capable of? Capability and actually using those abilities against everyone are very different things.

No, I'm sure there would be a few who would keep me under watch yet not consider me dangerous. While the events influenced my decisions with my powers I cannot say I did not enjoy myself.

What did you enjoy most? Pardon my assumptions, but based on the conversation above this one, I am guessing something quite violent.

Are you concerned that you would lose friends if people knew that some part of you likes such things?

The thrill of battle. The challenge he gave me. The look in his eyes full of determination. It was hard to resist fighting all together. I was doing it at first to fix a problem but when I found so much more I had to indulge. I already am. There is no concern on 'if' when it is already happening. Normally I take care of the person to the point of removing the evidence. I don't regret my decisions yet I am. Maybe for myself. Maybe because it keeps me up at night.

My dear sir or madame, I don't think anyone's words on this extensive anonymous post have resonated with me quite as much as yours have just now. I do not know if it will bring you any comfort, but I assure you that you are not the only one who has difficulty resisting the siren song of a challenging fight.

You valued the bond you had with your friend and things have changed between the two of you. A reasonable thing to be concerned about.

Tell me about your friend. What is his personality like?

To see it. To hear. It's hard to resist. A good fight calls to me and while I don't need it to function and can live without it the temptation still exists to participate. I can avoid it if necessary.

Mysterious. Almost unknown. He wears a mask constantly behind a wide smile. I'm ashamed to say I know little or nothing about him.

The test of skill, the clash of wills, seeing whether someone will bloom or falter in adversity...not everyone can appreciate that specific variety of beauty. Battle is where I feel most alive. I'm glad to know there is a kindred spirit here. If we have not met in person yet, I hope that we will.

It sounds as if he deliberately keeps people at a distance. Perhaps the best thing you can do to salvage your friendship with him is simply to persist in being around and let him know that you like him including what you saw of him. Even if it changed things.

Yes, if we have not met before I do hope that we will. Battle is one of the few areas I can obtain true pleasure in life. The more I talk to those that have run into him the more I am coming to understand that. I suppose I merely wanted a confirmation of the matter. Some would call that stalking but I feel I am going to persist in the matter whether anyone likes it or not. Effort is required.

Sorrow has offered the option to reveal our identities to one another. I will if you will, sir or madame.

I wouldn't consider it stalking unless he told you to stay away from him.

[It's instant the way he reveals himself to this person without considering his actions. It's how he governs most of his life without that meticulous care or need to impress anymore.]

There, that should do it.

He hasn't.

[Ikaruga isn't afraid of taking risks, but she does think things through. There's a fair amount of pragmatism that goes along with being a mercenary. She's not entirely surprised to find out that this kindred spirit she was talking to is Tyki.]

I really should have guessed. Care to join me for a little shark hunting outing? It's been a long time since I've enjoyed shark fin soup.

Then you are free to persist in speaking to him. I would ask if your friend was that swordsman from the broadcast where we first met, but you mentioned smiling.

[She gets a rather welcoming smile almost immediately. It's genuine for starters as he always enjoyed seeing her.]

With pleasure, my lady. I wouldn't mind something so exotic.

It's not the swordsman though you will forgive me if I don't mention their name out loud even to you.

Have you encountered the sharks yet? They can come out of solid ground as if it's water.

Of course, my lord. The original problem was between the two of you, after all.

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Yes, I had my fair share of them when I was watching new arrivals join our little band of citizens of Hadriel.

Thank you. Our conversation is still private but I feel as if I shouldn't tarnish their name.

It surprised me the first time. Now I just find them amusing.

I'll simply offer my support and advice.

Well, I have been meaning to try your cooking. It shouldn't be hard to find the sharks. I believe most of them have retreated to the lake.

Then we'll catch one, collect enough meat for the soup and some fillets on another day, and your winged companions can eat the rest.

[Waste not, want not.]

We can have tea after dinner and if there's anything you wish to discuss off of the network, I am willing to listen.

Leave the fillet work to me. I am rather skilled when it comes to fish. A shark shouldn't be much different. I wouldn't want you to get your hands dirty.

[Which is a joke in a way because he knows she wouldn't mind.]

I would like that. Heh, is there any woman more perfect right now. Your place or mine after we hunt? [So he can tidy up a bit.]

Such a charming gentleman.

[No, she wouldn't mind, although she does prefer to avoid mess if possible. It's one of the great things about befriending someone as adept at disposing of bodies as Tyki is.]

Mine. I know exactly what I have in my kitchen, as far as spices and herbs go.

I do try.

[He doesn't mind getting his hands dirty. He'd just rather not stain his gloves even if clean up was easy.]

See you soon then, my lady.

Until then, my lord.

[She disconnects from the network at this point. She's already given out some random anonymous advice.]

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