[ Angel Devil. ] [ chatcube, or action. ] [ if you're visiting the rose barn, look for the door with the creepy bat-and-angel-wing sigil on it. Knock first! Or get zapped. ]
You'll want someone who isn't particularly squeamish to learn first, and then evaluate that question. It's somewhat fatiguing a process to model, so I suppose...
Perhaps a one-on-one lesson first, with the canary, and then I'll do a second run with the expanded class.
Re: [day 39, some point before wellness checks happen]
If it's such a coalmine, I'll be your canary. It is not the most questionable magic I have ever encountered, and I am not poor at our version of soul manipulation.
[dry]
Though, not today, of course, considering what is on the schedule.
[ "I'm not done telling you how to make soulless puppets out of the dregs of souls!"
He pictures the looks on the faces of his brother and his friends. Horror. Despair. A singular man who stood apart the others, who bore a calculating look of respect for what he'd pulled off. The look of someone who understood power and its necessity, first. ]
Ever the busy bee, ferryman. I'm sure I'll be around.
[ he may have forgotten about what's later today. It's fine. Rose literally will not let him forget come time. ]
Re: [desperately attempting to make amarant relevant]
Re: [day 39, some point before wellness checks happen]
[hmmm]
How many students are you willing to take on for this? It won't be all of us regardless, but I don't wish to be overwhelming.
Re: [day 39, some point before wellness checks happen]
You'll want someone who isn't particularly squeamish to learn first, and then evaluate that question. It's somewhat fatiguing a process to model, so I suppose...
Perhaps a one-on-one lesson first, with the canary, and then I'll do a second run with the expanded class.
Re: [day 39, some point before wellness checks happen]
[dry]
Though, not today, of course, considering what is on the schedule.
[desperately attempting to make amarant relevant]
He pictures the looks on the faces of his brother and his friends. Horror. Despair. A singular man who stood apart the others, who bore a calculating look of respect for what he'd pulled off. The look of someone who understood power and its necessity, first. ]
Ever the busy bee, ferryman. I'm sure I'll be around.
[ he may have forgotten about what's later today. It's fine. Rose literally will not let him forget come time. ]
Re: [desperately attempting to make amarant relevant]
Well arranged. We'll speak again later; thank you.
[cube outtie]