002 ⚡ Video

[grapplings.livejournal.com]

[ Abel sits on top of his bed, legs tucked beneath him. It'd look meditative, if he wasn't surrounded by candy wrappers and a half-sewn lion plushie. ] I'm having trouble fighting a certain type of...Shadow. Visceral Mara, I think it's their name. [ Or so says this dossier. ]

...I need a partner to fight these things. I promise I won't slow you down. [ Abel trusts he doesn't look like someone who can't fight. ] I've been doing well against the Shadows that aren't immune to physical attacks.

I'd...appreciate any sort of help. [ He grabs at the phone, blocking the camera's view with a scarred, blurry palm, until he mutters something in French. ]

I almost forgot. [ His tone shifts into steely seriousness. ] ...there's a woman Juri Han who arrived not too long ago. Please, try to avoid her, and if you can, don't fight her. She's... [ A pause. ] ...not your typical fighter.

Thank you.

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[grapplings.livejournal.com]

Doesn't hurt to ask. [ Pragmatism over pride, always. ]

Then I'm sorry I assumed.

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

The fault's mine. Don't worry about it.

The offer'll still be there in the future, anyway. And, really, I'd be happy to help in general. Don't be afraid to ask if you need anything. [She bears the mark of a seasoned meddler, clearly.]

[grapplings.livejournal.com]

I appreciate your help. [ A small smile ]</small. Thank you.

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

[A grin.] Any time. I'll leave you be, then. Good luck, and happy hunting.