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[carpedeum]

If you continue to try and reconcile history and fiction, we will be here for a very long time.

While I don't mind being spared the torments of so many of these ill-intentioned "homes", I have only so much patience, and wouldn't mind the opportunity to prepare a suitable revenge - or the re-emergence of the Order. My ideals are not so incompatible with those of others, after all, and I doubt anyone will be accused of heresy this time around.

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[thirdliberation]

Isn't a "home" supposed to be where the heart is? Not some place where they can torture us at whim.

[carpedeum]

So I would imagine. But if it serves as a residence long enough, then ... it becomes a home despite one's best intentions.

[thirdliberation]

That's an uncomfortable thought.

[carpedeum]

Is it not? But I suppose I'm used to such trials. And I would prefer bearing torment while alive to inglorious death.

[thirdliberation]

It's just not fair. Why should we have to endure this? I have people counting on me.

[carpedeum]

You would rather someone suffer in your stead?

[thirdliberation]

No! Never. I wouldn't want anyone...to suffer in my place.

[carpedeum]

Then you'll have to endeavor, and find a way out on your own.

[thirdliberation]

[ She begrudgingly knows he's right but she still doesn't like it. ]

I've found ways before to survive, this time might be a little harder but like you, I can still try.

I have to try for her sake.

[carpedeum]

Then I wish you all the luck you can muster in trying to get back to whoever waits for you. I will be aiming to find a luckier life wherever I end up.

[thirdliberation]

You're looking for a better life?

[ She almost smiled. ]

I guess we have something in common, kinda. I looking for a better tomorrow.

[carpedeum]

Better is one way to put it. If I escape and return from whence I came, I will die at the hands of a blind and foolish boy.

[thirdliberation]

So you're dead?!

[ She'll apologize later for sounding a little shocked. It's just that she didn't expect him to say that. ]

No wait, you're not dead yet but soon...

[carpedeum]

Correct. Momentarily.

[a wristblade to the throat is generally fatal. he rubs the spot where he remembers it glancing.]

An odd moment to be just shy of, that I can assure you.

[thirdliberation]

Wait! Does this mean that a mun actually managed to prevent your death for the time being?

[ Wow, trippy. This sounds exactly like her current gig as a CTI agent. ]

...impossible.

[carpedeum]

Postponed would be a better word for it. From what I know, the death itself is inevitable.

Which makes the idea of finding somewhere else to go slightly appealing ... torment for the sake of torment notwithstanding.

[thirdliberation]

I can understand your reason now.

[ She shakes her head. ]

You know there's no hope there of surviving a wound like that. So why not try to find a "home" here.

[ Aya runs her fingers through her hair and sighs. ]

Sorry about earlier then. I know I must've sounded a little...obnoxious.

[carpedeum]

Which is why I am here, and only slightly impatient, rather than demanding an immediate return as so many seem to insist on.

[he shrugs.]

Had I not known my fate, I would be acting otherwise.

[thirdliberation]

Though I can bet it gets tiring hearing others whine about going back home when you can't go.

[ She looks a tad pensive now. ]

...what kind of "home" are you looking for? I'm sure there's somewhere nice out there for you.

[assassino]

If someone's being accused of heresy at all, it sounds like your ideals are incompatible.

[carpedeum]

Somewhere I can begin my work anew. Even better would be if I could find my errant killer and ensure he knows precisely my feelings on his actions and stupidity.

[carpedeum]

Lies and slander perpetuated by jealous men goaded on by those who wished only for our demise.

[assassino]

That doesn't say "incompatible" to you?

[carpedeum]

Very well: they are not incompatible with most men's ideals. Furthermore, even people with similar minds can be driven apart by sin ... or outside influence.

[he gives a pointed look. don't think he doesn't see that hood.]

[assassino]

[smirk]

You can drive people away simply by trying to force them to agree to your ideals. I'm guessing anyone who speaks so openly about unifying people and getting revenge is not so skilled in the art of subtlety.