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[tongueamok]

Hello, this is Carlisle. I mean, it's not Carlisle as in I'm actually answering you right now, so if you're trying to reply to me at the second, you should probably save your breath because I'm not really here. This is some kind of a recording of my voice, but this is my communicator. I'm going to assume these devices are as common here as they are in other places — not my world, but others, ones more technologically advanced than where I come from— so if you'd like to leave me a message, then you may do so here, or er... Right. Here is fine. So just leave yo— [beep]

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[tongueamok]

[Her apt description is not much better than being labeled an abomination, but he doesn't want to argue and risk angering her. He's certain his life is probably on the line here.]

Yes. I lose grip on it sometimes as my fears get the better of me.

[And for a guy with a lot of fears, that spells trouble.]

[circumitus]

[And that's exactly why Rey is certain that Carlisle needs to get a goddamn grip of himself. The guy is shaky as fuck.]

What are you so afraid of?

[tongueamok]

What is there not to be afraid of?

[With answers like that, yep. 'Shaky as fuck' is right.]

[circumitus]

And that is exactly your problem.

[tongueamok]

I am aware of my shortcomings, Miss Rey.

[circumitus]

Not that you intend to do anything about that, it would seem.

[tongueamok]

I am not a fighter.

[dedikated]

Me. ( she shrugs. that's not untrue, but still. ) Settin' up classes at th' clinic. Wanted someone to talk about magical healing.

[tongueamok]

[He scratches at his hairline, his nerves showing.]

Healing is not as easily trained as glyphcrafting. One must already possess some talent for it, and even then, it can be dangerous to someone who does not know how to properly manipulate their energy.

[circumitus]

Am not suggesting that you be one. You'd probably just get yourself killed, anyway.

[Rey is so good at being comforting yes she is.]

But you should get a handle on your fears. Last thing anyone needs is to hurl themselves into danger because something got you spooked.

[tongueamok]

[Sigh. As blunt as ever, Rey.]

You make it sound so easy.

[circumitus]

Like hell it's easy. That doesn't mean you should let it dominate you -- not when that means you're just giving one of the assholes hosting us here what he wants.

[tongueamok]

I know that.

[He doesn't sound happy about it, though.]

[circumitus]

So what are you going to do about it? Besides stick your thumbs up your ass.

[tongueamok]

[Scoff.]

I am making amends to those I've wronged.

[circumitus]

And how exactly are you doing that?

[tongueamok]

I'm... not entirely sure yet.

[dedikated]

( alright, but; ) Think it'd be enough for a talk about how it works. People here who never had magic in their worlds, after all.

( come to think of it, it must be pretty weird to be magically healed you'd been convinced that such things weren't real.

and, actually. she's curious. )

There healing glyphs?

[tongueamok]

[Talking to a person or two in private on how magic works is far easier than talking to multiple people, especially when Carlisle is dealing with hangovers and headaches.]

Yes, though if someone unskilled were to activate one, the results could be disastrous for them.

[circumitus]

That isn't very productive.

[tongueamok]

I'm aware of that, as well.

[circumitus]

Then it looks like you're at an impasse, doesn't it?

[tongueamok]

Yes.

[S i g h.]

For what it's worth, I am truly sorry about what happened.

[circumitus]

Don't apologize. Am not the one you've wronged.

[She isn't accepting whatever feelings it is her other "self" that he knew in that world had, either.]

[tongueamok]

I know that, but—

[He hesitates, stifling a groan.]

It is you at the same time, or as close as I can get. I have to make amends to someone. My goddess would see it so.