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[soulcontracts]

[ The voice that snaps over the bracelet is sharp but bored. ]

Required: a number of test subjects for this ridiculous, useless power that I've been assigned. Willing subjects preferable, though this is not set in stone.

Compensation will be provided.




[ .. eventually. ]

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[ video ]

[soulcontracts]

No, but you do talk. A lot. And I have spent quite some time trapped on that airship with you and enduring it.

[ He fixes her with a flat look. Will guilt work on her? Interesting. He'll have to try. ]

I came back to save lives on that ship. Surely you can pretend to be grateful enough to cease needling me about trifling and inconsequential things long enough for me to get my bearings together here. [ Which is another way of saying 'yes, I am denying you.' ]

[ video ]

[missbarrow]

[ The airship.

Something brief flashes through her features, lingering only a painful moment, before she manages to find her composure again -- quickly turning her gaze away from the bracelet as she shrugs her shoulders, shaking her head of messy blonde hair in the process. He wins, but only for now. ]

You won't hurt anyone with this experiment?

[ video ]

[soulcontracts]

Oh, who, exactly, am I going to hurt? This entire city is connected through these bracelets. I imagine I couldn't as much pull a gun on someone without some sort of distress call going out.

[ Irritated. ]

[ video ]

[missbarrow]

[ Irritated back! ]

Then don't get hurt, either. I don't know what you plan on doing, but you are still wanted, and losing you in this, [ her hand waves as she searches a moment for the word, a bit flustered still by her arrival ] place would be unacceptable.

Find me later, okay?

[ She clicks off the feed, but not before mumbling something inaudible about necromancers. ]