GUESS WHO'S BACK.

[toruin]

It appears that this place has taken a liking to kicking me out, and then bringing me back.

[That voice seems familiar, doesn't it? It most definitely does, because he has been here before. In a much cleaner state, really.

His voice is hoarse. He seems out of breath about something; like he's just gotten into a fight and someone punched him right in his throat.

Funny.

All is explained when the feed clicks on and Neah is much more visible.

Crimson staining his clothes; along with his skin. There also seems to be fresh blood dripping from the tips of his hair. Either way, he doesn't look fazed. He's been through this before. Twice now. His wounds don't hurt as it did the first time, but damn. Does he look happy.]

I complain too much about how this place has awful timing, but I must say... [A chuckle.]

What perfect timing.

[He goes quiet for a moment so he can catch his breath.] What have I missed?

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[croibhristeoir]

No.

[That reply was very sudden and unusually cold, as if that was the final word on the subject and further questioning was definitely not happening.]

...He's the one who adopted me when I was still very young. And unlike myself and Arturia, he is a little less...up to date, shall we call it?

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[toruin]

My apologies.

[Whoops. Treading on red flags, not a good idea. Let's move away from that subject and pleasantly smile like he didn't even mention that at all!]

Very well, I will take note about a man with... butterflies. [Yes good.] His name? So I don't mistake him for anyone.

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[croibhristeoir]

[And just like that, he dropped the subject like nothing had happened at all.]

Aengus, though believe me when I say you would be hard pressed to mistake him for anyone here.

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[toruin]

I will note that.

[Oh man. Great.] I'm sure I will have the pleasure of meeting him soon.