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[text]

[scornful]

[ this text comes from Bariyan's tablet, registered under Bariyan's name ]

Everyone is gone. Everyone is leaving. I don't know where they've gone to, I don't know where they're going. I don't remember what I did last night. I think I may have killed someone but it was dark and if there was blood I could not smell it because

ahhhh

I am tired and I am waiting for your response

[deadelfwalking]

[He's not even going to bother with text for this kind of nonsense.]

What the hell are you talking about, Bariyan?

[scornful]

Ahhhh Bariyan. That's a strange name, you know? It sounds strange to the people whom were supposedly MY people and it sounded equally strange to the people who weren't mine. I was unwelcome everywhere I went. No one would accept him, me, it, I, as their own, no one wants to, no one will lay claim to this skin. In Sachra I was Khartan, and in Kharta I was the pretender, they said I tried to hide my eyes and my weak blood behind dark skin and dark hair and they held me in contempt for that....

This is quite tiring, isn't it?

[deadelfwalking]

Tell me where you are.

[scornful]

I don't know. Someplace that I do not want to be. I could never find a place whose character I liked.

[deadelfwalking]

Try to be more specific.

[scornful]

Koltira?

Will you come and find me?

[deadelfwalking]

That's the aim of my question.

[scornful]

please come and find me

[deadelfwalking]

I need to know where you are, first.

[scornful]

If you were me, and I were you, I would not be wasting time in asking when I am so clearly unable to say. I would be out. I would be searching. I would know you well enough to know where you are usually found and so I would go there because even if you did not find me there, perhaps you would find people whom had seen me, and perhaps they would know where I had gone to.

I was a very good friend. Occasionally.

[deadelfwalking]

[OK YEAH THIS IS NOT RIGHT. NOT EVEN FOR DRUNKRIYAN IS THIS RIGHT.]

You are not behaving like any Bariyan I've known.

I'm beginning to suspect that you are not any Bariyan I've known.

This will shortly have consequences for you. Because, if you knew me, you would know that I am already on the streets of this city, and that I am very, very fast.

[scornful]

I am not done with you yet.

ANY Bariyan?

[deadelfwalking]

[MORE AND MORE SURE THAT THIS IS NOT BARIYAN. Anger surges in him, and Byfrost feeds on it, hissing in his ear. He scowls, and the reverberation of his voice becomes more pronounced.]

You will soon beg for me to be done with you.

[scornful]

Ahh. That's quite the unpleasant threat.

I've made some interesting friends in my time here, it seems.

[deadelfwalking]

Bariyan has.

[scornful]

I can't wait to meet them.

[deadelfwalking]

[snarl.]

I can't wait to meet you.

[he'll be waiting. IN THE APARTMENT.]