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		<title>Cordir at 17:47, 10 October 2017</title>
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		<title>Aphelion: Control Her Thirst</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Control Her Thirst&lt;/p&gt;
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02/05/14:  &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==The Tale of Eluch – Log by Aphelion==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘*speaking with care to keep her tone calm and even* Hello'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'heya'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘are you in need of anything?'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'do you happen to know the safe room in the savannah?'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘didn’t know there was one'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'wasn't sure'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘i have not spent any time there'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘so... (her tone carrying a certain careful lightness, as if to deliberately focus on something ..else...) .. Tell me of yourself'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘(more quietly) I do not know any of the Lost particularly well, save Venom.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'well...'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘(quietly, to herself) .. i may as well make the best of this I can...'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'My father was a leatherworker from Kuroth..'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'He moved to Riverhold and met my mother which had also migrated to Riverhold when she was younger'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'She was an elven priestess from Lloth Lorien.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘*nods, listening intently to distract herself*'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'I was conceived in Riverhold 36 years ago..'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘of what Deity was she a priestess?'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'Nobody knew much of them, I was orphaned at the age of 2..I was told they went on a mission trip to Barbegazi.. yet never returned..'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘those are bloodthirsty gnomes... (her voice trails off, realizing the irony)'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'Are you familiar with Nasha of Riverhold?'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘I am.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'She tried to look after me in my younger years as her time allowed.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘(awkwardly) .. my name is... er... (bitterly) .. was... Seremela.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'What I know of my family have been the minute details she has given me.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘(with care to better school her tone) .. she is a kind woman.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'Yeah. She has tried to help much more than I would ever allow.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
DarkClaw has granted you the ability to see her when she is invis.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
DarkClaw ftells, 'Hello'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'hi!'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘(her voice carefully schooled to courtesy) Lady.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You tell Eluch (in common), '*nods* I was raised without a mother and the phrase &amp;quot;You poor, dear girl!&amp;quot; is one i heard overmuch.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion clamps her lips shut to suppress a groan as the hunger builds again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'does anyone have a spare 'remove curse' potion?'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion breathes deeply - if unnecessarily - in an effort to maintain her focus.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Someone ftells, '*blinks*  Eluch, how did you get so big already?'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'while others rest I work, Mistress'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Someone ftells, 'You only arrived in the realm thirteen days ago.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Food – Log by Aphelion==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion kneels in vigil, keeping her focus.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion shifts restlessly, feeling the Hunger rising.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Belgarion ftells, 'INFO : Somewhere, Aphelion shifts restlessly, feeling the Hunger rising.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘(embarrassed) ... must you be so observant..?'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Someone ftells, '*raises a brow at Aphelion's words*  Hmm?'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘..nothing, Lady.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Someone ftells, 'Talking to yourself?'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'I think she was commenting on Belg second hand information'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘*nods silently to Eluch*'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion drinks water from a fountain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion sighs as the water does nothing to slake her thirst.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
DarkClaw has granted you the ability to see her when she is invis.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘*bows*'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘thank you, Lady'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
DarkClaw ftells, 'Of course.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
DarkClaw ftells, 'Are you feeling comfortable among the Lost?'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘...No. But that will come in time.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘(quietly, with an undertone of upset) ... they smell like food.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, '*shifts nervously*'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
DarkClaw ftells, '*frowns and you feel a hint of guilt seeping through the bond, then it is gone just as quickly*  They are only food if they choose to be so.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘I would do no harm to one of Yours, Lady. But it is why I isolate myself... until I have better control of this....'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
DarkClaw ftells, 'The thirst can be brutal and will take time and perseverance to control.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘I am a soldier ... This is simply another battle to fight (her tone is flat, with forced calm she does not feel as she battles within)'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch arrives from the south.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch leaves north.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch arrives from the north.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch leaves north.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch arrives from the north.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch leaves south.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘(quietly) Please do not tarry, Eluch. I apologize .. but it is not safe.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(a short time later)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘*quietly, her voice odd* .. I can still smell you in the school, Eluch, where you rested your hand on Elvalee's desk as she taught you...'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch arrives from the south.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch leaves south.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘You smell like the river and the orchard and of sweat and exertion.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch arrives from the south.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch tries to hurry through, heeding the warning, but trips and smacks his head hard against the unforgiving ground.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch starts moaning.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch reaches up to his forehead, the blood trickling free into his parse fingers.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion is on him in an instant, her hand hard on his arm.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch struggles, writhing to free himself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
DarkClaw ftells, '*senses her chylder's torment through the bond, sending back soothing energy in hopes of calming her*'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion growls softly, jerking him to his feet and shoving him away, HARD.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch leaves north.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, '..I...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disrupt you..'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion breathes hard, gasping for breaths she does not need, her fingers flexing into claws.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, '*he seeks refuge in Hovelton, tending to his freely bleeding wound*'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘*growls softly* Have a care as you walk next time...'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion murmurs, &amp;quot;By Onieros, I resisted it!!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion crouches down by where Eluch fell, drawing in the scent of his blood.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion runs a fingertip along the floor, catching up a single droplet that fell.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion breathes in the intoxicating smell, her lips parting, mouth watering.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion swears loudly for a long time.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion swears loudly for a long time.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Kitchen&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[Exits: west]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A small white fountain gushes forth here.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion washes her hands vigorously.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch drinks water from a fountain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion glances at you sharply.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘... be careful, Eluch...'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘I left Riverhold to keep you .. safer..'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Someone ftells, '*strained*  His wound is closed.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aphelion ftells, ‘(bitterly) Do not bleed around the Lady, either, Eluch. '.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eluch ftells, 'I may be young and naive about much, but do not think that I will not defend myself if I feel threatened. I am guilty of ignorance and clumsiness. I will keep my distance now. As long as you keep yours.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Aphelion ftells, ‘I am not making threats, Eluch...'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zephyr rests.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Zephyr looks at you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zephyr says (in common), 'sagan on?'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Aphelion draws back.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zephyr utters the words, 'hiqahz abyzqh'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Aphelion says (in common), '..dont know.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zephyr utters the words, 'hiqahz abyzqh'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Aphelion says (in common), '..please leave.. or i shall...'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zephyr raises an eyebrow.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zephyr slides his helm down to cover his neck.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zephyr utters the words, 'hiqahz abyzqh'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Aphelion clenches her jaw and slips past you as quickly as she can.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Eluch ftells, 'bye Lady and Sere..*he stops, his dictation too poor to continue* I hope you feel better..'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Someone ftells, '*shakes her head, bemused*  He is so naive.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Aphelion ftells, ‘*snaps her head up at the sound of her lost name*'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Aphelion ftells, ‘good bye, Eluch..'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Someone ftells, 'I have cautioned him away from your presence when wounded.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Aphelion ftells, ‘(a touch of humbleness) .. thank you, Lady.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==A Warning For Pie – Lob by Aphelion==&lt;br /&gt;
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Aphelion tells Pie (in common), '(her voice low) .. Hello, Pie. I must ask a favor of you - that you avoid me for a time. My company is not.. safe.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Pie tells Aphelion (in common), 'Hmmm....I will take your advice as requested....'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Aphelion tells Pie (in common), '(her voice taking on the slightest humor) ...not that you have much to fear - i have seen you fight - but i am struck with an.. illness.. I must master before I am able to enjoy the company of others in safety...'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Pie tells Aphelion (in common), 'hmmm.....Interesting.  All others?'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Aphelion tells Pie (in common), '(her voice low, with shame) Yes.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Pie tells Aphelion (in common), 'That is unfortunate.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Someone gossips, 'Congratulations, Pie.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Pie gossips (in common), 'Thank you. :)'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Aphelion gossips (in common), 'congratulations, Pie'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Pie gossips (in common), 'Thank you.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Aphelion tells Pie (in common), '.. it is a malady of Thirst.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Pie tells Aphelion (in common), 'I think I understand, I have been around the &amp;quot;turned&amp;quot; before.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Aphelion tells Pie (in common), '(nods bitterly) it was unexpected.. unwelcome.. and I will not subject others to it until I can control it..'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Pie tells Aphelion (in common), 'It is one way to handle the malady....'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Aphelion tells Pie (in common), 'do you know another?!'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Pie tells Aphelion (in common), 'I have not been around another in years and years.'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Aphelion tells Pie (in common), 'no - i meant.. do you know another way to handle this malady?'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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(end Scene: Pie lost link)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Aphelion</name></author>
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