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[edalyn]

Who: Edalyn Clawthorne + you
Username: badgirlcoven
Warnings: possible mistreatment/neglect of labour workers, will add anything else that comes up

Has anyone else kept in touch with folks from Wolf Pen?

Sounds like things are getting weird again. I don't know if it's our brand of weird or your normal human brand of weird

The miners who got caught up in all that business sound like they could use some more help than they're getting–even the ones that got jobs with that copernicus company. I know that's probably your average human issue. [Which isn't to say she's happy about it.]

But it sounds like the ones with those new jobs are also talking a big game about seeing into an incomprehensible future in a way that sounds kinda like our brand of weird. sounds like some of the stuff they’ve built is moving around more than it sounds like it’s supposed to, too.

Like I say, might be nothing. I mean, I know we work with the guy who runs that place.

[Given this is in text, it's hard to tell whether she's implying the ADI would have noticed if Zyrian Steel were up to anything shady… or that the ADI might know he's up to something shady. It's possible she's leaving it intentionally ambiguous to feel out the response she gets.]

I don't think it'd be a bad idea to have someone check in there, just make sure everything's going alright.

Comments

[graveyounglady]

Few folks like that want anyone being stronger than them. What happened, though? Did he get stronger, or was it another witch?

[She is fully prepared to believe that Eda is still more powerful in Belos, just that someone else got a bit stronger than her. Hadn't Hunter mentioned witch school the first time he'd been here? Maybe a student?]

[edalyn]

[As much as she doesn't really want to talk about it, there's also no reason to actually lie. Besides, she doesn't want to make it sound like someone was actually stronger.]

No one got stronger than me. I just kind of sort of... lost my magic. Except for the kind I can do with glyphs. [There's a little pause before she goes on.]

But I got some bad-ass wings out of it in the long run, so y'know. Can't complain. [Well, she could. But she doesn't want to dwell.]

[graveyounglady]

Oh.

[That... happens?]

I didn't think it was like this place in your world with... pacts and things for magic?

[edalyn]

[And Eda sighs because she hadn't really meant to get into all of this, but there's no real reason not to.]

It's not. Witches are born with magic—we have a sac of magic bile attached to our hearts. We learn to control the power in there and do spells. Only mine doesn't work any more.

[For the same reason she has wings now, but she might as well start simple.]

[graveyounglady]

[Mercy considers that.]

It ain't... you ain't tried seeing if the doctors here could do anything to help with it, did you? Or maybe not the doctors who're from here, but anyone who's not? Healers from other worlds?

[edalyn]

If not a single healer on the Isles could help, I doubt anyone here would know where to start.

[But she says this mildly. Not happy, of course, but comfortably resigned.]

It's a curse. The same one that makes me... well, the Owl Lady. There's no cure. But look, I get a badass title out of it, and like I said, the wings. Not the worst trade-off in the world.

[Not the best, either, but Eda likes making the best of what she has to work with.]

[graveyounglady]

Certainly not the worst. [Mercy will allow that.] I've always wondered what it'd be like to fly. Maybe not cursed with it, but wings I could call out whenever I wanted? That'd be nice.

[She sighs, finishing up her drink.]

But I've pulled us well away from talking about the thing we meant to be. Didn't see any problems with the machines for now, but I'll have another look on my next shift, aye?

[edalyn]

Yeah, it's pretty great. [When she looks at it that way, at least!]

But... you're right, better just keep an eye on 'em. Might be worried over nothing.

[But she'd rather be on the safe side, given tihs place.]