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Week four
Two more of your fellow gods, your companions, your friends, have met their end together. As you turn in for the night, and a new week dawns upon you, it's starting to be a bitter experience. Just how much of this will you be forced to take?
But all isn't just despair. The morning is brighter than the last. The storm clouds that previously plagued almost every day have dissipated, and this week brings plenty of sun and a friendlier breeze. Not to mention, another floor of this strange temple has revealed itself. Whatever lies within is your domain, not Typhon's. Keep it tight in your grasp, because you never know when you'll lose it.
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Quark's Bar
But all isn't just despair. The morning is brighter than the last. The storm clouds that previously plagued almost every day have dissipated, and this week brings plenty of sun and a friendlier breeze. Not to mention, another floor of this strange temple has revealed itself. Whatever lies within is your domain, not Typhon's. Keep it tight in your grasp, because you never know when you'll lose it.
Profiles | Locations | Regains | IC Rules | Weekly AC
Quark's Bar

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Jeira.
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[look at that, we got acknowledgment. though she's just making another note instead of really looking up.]
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[absolutely full of it.]
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Still waiting for my paper sun, by the way.
[see, we're bantering. this is banter. she's so into the banter. wow.]
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In the mean time, you wanna tell me what's got you all distracted?
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So, the whole guilt thing got anything to do with this? Or is it the thing you regret?
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I wasn't lying, you know. I don't... know why it's bugging me.
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I just-- I can feel... When I think of whatever my "greatest shame" is...
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[isn't it still her, in a way?]
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[what???]
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Well, I mean. You'd still feel guilty enough if your exact copy did something, right? It's still you.
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