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Who: Everyone
Where: Lobby
When: Day 138, Afternoon

[Hello, friends, let's have another live!!]

It is my understanding that there are a few who are new to this place, like myself. With that in mind, I hope that we may introduce ourselves to each other with a poll of sorts— What is your name? And to aid further discussion . . .

To those who are new here, what is something you would like to learn? Ask whatever question comes to mind. None are too trivial.

To those who are well-established, what is something you have learned here? A skill, a discovery about yourself. Any wisdom that you deem worthy.

[Yes, use this as a means to mingle and touch each other. I will be getting to all comers, too. Oh, and some minor appearance notes for Glacies.]

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Because I have been told that.

Ah. Well, that ruins the surprise.

It was not my intent to deceive you.

[but, you know...]

And yet, here we are.

It is true that I didn't wish to immediately assume your affliction and mine would be one and the same.

[kind of looking him over, trying to find anything but the suit covers a lot]

You have your reasons for that, I am sure. But what of it? Can it harm them?

Not in and of itself, no. And you won't see any of it on me at the moment. Mine will disappear if I'm well fed.

It will not, but I can. —Is that your meaning?

Something like that, yes. My own... situation involves very specific dietary restrictions.

I did not miss that remark . . .

[just needed to address the more important issue, first...]

What do you feed on?

As there's no gentle way to put it ...

People.

[hands clasped tightly together]

You are most kind, but do not restrain yourself. —By what means?

In the most direct fashion possible.

There is no aid? Not with rations or through purchases?

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-- Ah, yes. It's not completely hopeless in that regard. I have the bare minimum to not fall apart provided to me, and limbs can be purchased through the point shop.

[blinking, figuring it out]

Mm, and if you do not feed . . . ?

I start to rot. As if I were a walking corpse.

[small, soft gasp]

What an awful curse . . . Does it pain you greatly?

It's gruesome, but it's not precisely painful -- bar the rotting.

Are you unable to feel it? This is more than I had wanted to ask, I apologize.

[ he shrugs, a bit loosely ]

It's not as if I've been able to keep it secret otherwise. The only aspect I truly do feel is when I start to fall apart, yes -- the rest seems more cosmetic.

Hm, we are not so similar, then . . . This shall be my last. For now. How often must you eat?

Once every five days or so. But dying accelerates this.

Yes, naturally with such trauma . . .

[making sure to look up to him, soft]

Absinthe, thank you, truly. While it may be hard to believe, knowing this much helps to set my mind at ease.

[ thanks, he hates this ]

The least I could do is provide you with some comfort, my dear.

Yes. If ever I can return the kindness, I would be happy to know of it.