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[But then the rest of what he said sinks in. So the Scientists brought him back as he was dying, That Night. She knew the pain he went through, the Torture wrought upon him by the close-minded nook-for-brains highbl... Disciple realized she was getting angry at this point, visibly shutting her eyes and taking a series of deep breaths to help center herself as best she could.]

[The pain of that night is something she has done her best to deal with over the sweeps. It is a pain that the Signless of before had not felt. If he was taken from the final moments though...]

He... Where!?

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[He wishes he could help her somehow, but he doesn't know what. All he can do is hold her shoulders, and watch her with a worried look.]

He's in a room, I'm getting things to help stabilize him. His hands- you know what happened to his hands. Dualscar and Summoner are with him.

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[He had not been gone too long, but she still imagined the day he returned to be one of joy... not horror. The scientists chose That night to take him from?]

His hands...yes...

[She remembered the glowing hot shackles, the burning of his hands and arms as he was strung up. The loosing of a nocked arrow. Disciple shakes her head, clearing away the memories, just in time to hear the name.]

[These Nights if a name was to fill her with anxiety like Darkleer's used to, it would be Dualscar. He inspired some of the darkest feelings she was capable of. Especially after the last encounter at the library, she was extremely wary of him. Now he was here, with Signless. Her Signless. Her wonderful, beautiful, Nubby... Her brain was firing in many directions at once.]

They... he... why?

[She was noticibly shaking under his hands, but was not making any attempt to break from his grasp.]

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Quiet, hush, quiet, quiet-

[Hesitantly, he begins to stroke her shoulder, her arm, not knowing how else he can be reassuring.]

Everything is alright, everything will be alright. I had to call Summoner, he's good with others, especially... how he reacted to me. And Dualscar is his moirail, was, and I think he remembers...

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[She wanted to yank free of him and find Nubby, but she told Darkleer she would contain herself, and so she would try her best. The fact that Dualscar of all trolls was in there while she was not was sparking a bit of her ire, but she was doing her best to keep it under control... Which was marginal at best.]

I need to see him, Darkleer. If nothing else... I have already been through what he has. He needs me.

[To her credit she sounded like she was half-hysterical.]

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I know you do. I understand.

[He doubts he does, not completely, but still.]

I need to set things up for him, things to help him recuperate while he is in this condition. They're coming, I want to clean him up before you have to see him. It isn't... good.

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[Disciple could tell she was getting manic, a condition that she knew could become much worse of left unchecked. There is a sharp stab of pain as she bites her lip, she needed something to focus on. A couple seconds pass with her saying nothing, forcibly trying to contain herself.]

Darkleer... I know... I know what he must be like. I have seen him like this before; Once.

It is something that has haunted my dreams...

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[...Well, what can he say to that? She has a point. Darkleer ducks his head for a moment.]

I know. I will do my best. Let me tell Summoner you are coming, alright? Signless... can't be hassled too much. He was just coming to by the time I left. I need to know his condition.

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[With his words she feels a small amount of her anxiety melts away. He was going to be in bad condition, she remembered... but Signless was back, and that is what was important.]

Darkleer... Thank you.

[Before she lets him go talk to Summoner, she presses forward giving him a quick hug.]

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Ah-

[There's a small start as she hugs him.]

With... everything I've done, there's really no reason to... [Trailing off, he takes out his SFC and types out a quick message to Summoner before looking to her again. His brow is furrowed uncertainly.]

Would you like it if I stayed here with you? Waited? I need to wait for my supplies anyway, so..

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[She glances anxiously around the hotel lobby, not really sure what it is she is looking for. Finally, she decides the ground is good. Disciple offers a nod to Darkleer's question.]

...Please.

[She desperately wanted to see him, but rushing in right now would not serve any sort of boon. She would go in with Darkleer once she had time to... collect herself.]

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Alright.

[Leaning down closer to her height- she seems so small in this moment, almost as small as Then- he tries to awkwardly keep rubbing her back.]

Everything will be alright. Everything will be fine. I have had to fix worse things than this on the battlefield.

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He went through so much... He was happy here, why did they send him back, just to pull him from That Night!?

...He needs me in there, can we go soon?

[If there was any other troll in the Bubble to understand just what had happened that night it would have been Darkleer. He also...]

[]She stops that line of thought with the realization of just what role Darkleer had played That Night. He was the Executor... but he was more then that. Having talked to him and being around him she knew what good he had in him.]

[It was this exact moment, being comforted by the very troll who ultimately kills her beloved, that Disciple knew she could forgive him. She had told herself she could before, but she was never truly ready; Not until now.]

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I'm sorry... I cannot say why. I wish I did, but I do not.

[All the information he could gather from the computers wasn't helpful at all... to for this purpose, anyway.]

[Unaware of the thoughts that go through her head, he glances down through his SFC again, trying to judge how long they've been gone.]

Soon, yes... Hopefully he'll be coherent enough to answer something I need to know. Summoner mentioned that you and Dualscar do not... get along.

Can you handle that?

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[The topic shakes her back to the present. Dualscar... something about him prompted such anger in her. Disciple made a promise to herself she was going to stop hiding from everything. As difficult as that may be right now, she needed to let Darkleer know what happened..]

No... we do not.

[Heavy sigh and then she begins]

The last time we spoke was that day I found the library, the same day we finally talked about the trunkbeast-in-the-room. Ever since my coming here we have not really gotten along, tending to just avoid each other if possible. There was a confrontation, I started to get angry so we decided to take it outside of the Library so not to bother the guests there.

[Another sigh as she was getting to the bad part.]

I called Kanaya on the way outside. We have a sort of pact to help each other if our... more dangerous aspects try to rear their head. Anyways, As the argument got even more heated, I was stupid and decided to stay there.

[Her eyes are burning a hole into the floor.]

I... lost control, like I did that day Signless died in the water... when you saved me from myself. I do not really remember how it happened exactly from this point, everything is a haze... but Kanaya showed up at that time, and they tried to restrain me.

In the Chaos... I... I...

I tore out her throat. [Her voice is barely above a whisper at this point.]

Kanaya was ultimately fine, because of what she is, and was able to subdue me with the effect her bite has... I fled and hid in the forest, scared of myself. If she was just a troll, If circumstances were just slightly different... I would have killed her.

[Finally, she lifts her head, meeting his gaze.]

When I finally returned to the hive to talk to them about what I had done... That was the night the scientists sent Signless and Psii back, Darkleer.

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[The entire time, he listens as patiently as he always has. There is no judgement; after all, who is he to judge? He who has already hurt so many others, on purpose or from simple ignorant foolishness? He's already been forgiven, even as he is sometimes sure he doesn't deserve it.]

[She deserves so much than him, surely.]

[When she finally looks back to him, he brushes her hair away from her face.]

He will forgive yo. If no one else, then he would forgive you. He should know how you have suffered and been scarred from the life you have lead.

As for the issue with Dualscar, it sounds as though you need a moirail to control your anger, or an auspitice to deal with him alone. Would you agree with that idea?

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[She was not sure what Darkleer was going to say. She was a little confused with he barely comments on it at all, drawing a strange look from Disciple, But she presses on.]

I have spoken with Kanaya about it. She somehow tried apologizing to me... I am just glad she was fine.

Signless, he...Thank you. It helps to hear that, even If I already know it to be true. It is still a conversation I am dreading.

[And in regards to Dualscar...]

I need something... Either common sense enough to walk away, or perhaps a muzzle of some variety so that he may not speak. No that is unfair of me. [She sighs]

...I have never really needed to worry about the quadrants before. I mean back when I was with the rebels, Signless was all I truly needed. Then in the wilds, I had nobody at all. Now it is all... complicated...

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She seems like a sturdy girl with a very calm head upon her shoulders. I am not surprised to hear she is well.

[At her suggestions, he gives a light snort, lip quirking up for a brief second.]

Common sense is often overtaken by rage. It happens to the best of trolls. Although I will admit that the idea of one day gagging Dualscar quite soundly is not an idea you alone have pondered.

[Carefully, he starts to lead her to the stairs. Yes, they could use the elevator, but this will give them some time to talk. If anything urgent happens, he knows the others will contact him.]

I understand that more than anything. But sometimes, we must adapt... or do our best.

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[Disciple follows his lead without even really noticing there was an option. They were moving in a direction, and that was enough. The fact that there was stairs was irrelevant.]

I believe I will be fine, if he is there. I am sure the condition Signless is in will completely override that he is there at all. As long as he does not keep me from him I do not foresee an issue. But you are right, I think. That in the long run it might be best to find someone to serve as a moirail or as an auspistice...

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With him, it is hard to tell. Dualscar can be fickle and foolish, an aggravating combination. If anything occurs, then I will intervene.

I am not sure if I can give a suggestion right away, but if just for this encounter, I could auspitize for you. I have spoken well enough with Dualscar before, and if nothing else, I can force him physically out of the room if he truly is unreasonable.

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Thank you, Darkleer. With everything that has happened, you have always been there to help me. Even now you have me thinking somewhat clearly... quite a feat, I would say, considering it feels like my blood pumper is about to leap from my chest and run screaming around the hotel.

[She reaches out to place her hand on his arm.]

I really mean it, though. Thank you; for everything.

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[There's a jolt, just a miniscule one, when he feels a touch reaching out to him. He should get used to it, he really should, but it always feels... strange, to know she's touching him. That they're even talking.]

It... [He looks away.] It is the least I could do.

[After everything.]

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['Least I could do'. an innocuous-enough statement, but in this moment it was enough to make Disciple finally realize. Yes she has forgiven him, Signless too, he knew that. Even if they have forgiven him though, The poor thing has yet to forgive himself.]

[The thought gives her hesitation, but there wasn't much she could act on. It was something he would have to come to terms with. For now, all Disciple could do was continue to show him everything was okay. In that vein, she takes her hand that was patting him and snakes it around his arm, hugging onto it.]

I would be lying if I said I was not nervous about seeing him like this. It was many sweeps ago I last saw him like this. I can only hope my daymares made it as terrible as I seem to remember it being.

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[The constant touching- kind and gentle- is almost uncomfortable mostly for how it is confusing to him. Perhaps it is her way of coping? So he lets it slide- he would have anyway, helpless as he is to her existence.]

If you need a moment to yourself, take it. No one would judge you. [Well, Dualscar would, probably, but who cares what he thinks.] I will be there the whole time as well.

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[Too bad for Darkleer, now that Disciple was opening up to him, he would be getting touched a lot. She was a very physical person, he better get used to the hugs.]

No... I think I need to just get in there. I will follow you in. If nothing else to keep you between me and Dualscar.