nogiku...! i don't know what to expect

[disestablishment]

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week four, thursdays.

[pura]

[Where's Aymeric? She will track him down if he's not in the med bay for some reason.]

[disestablishment]

[ He isn't stupid. He is in the medbay and has a sling for his arm! Overall, looking good, but bandages do wonders actually.

The vibes are not as calm as he forced in the dojo. It's... Sullen. ]

Mistress Nogiku.

[pura]

Borel-san.

[The FFs really went through it, huh? Her vibes are concerned as she looks him over.]

Have you used a pod?

[disestablishment]

[ The FFs did not get their Hydaelyn given right to be naturally stronger than most people. Anyway, he is looking better! And I guess by better, he's not bleeding out.

A wave of mixed emotions, but they're mild. ]

I have, enough to keep me stable, fret not. My hope is that others use the pods as well.

[ They do not, I guess. ]

... It is that night again.

[pura]

[A nod, like, fair enough. That's what she did the other week, too, so she can't judge him for it.]

It is. The timing of these "adventures" is... unfortunate.

[disestablishment]

[ He didn't come out dead, so thank you. The vibes are grim... ]

Only a few of us have not gone and I have heard some who have were taken this week as well?

[pura]

Yes... There was another group. They arrived a little earlier, so you missed them.

[disestablishment]

Were they all right? What are their conditions?

[pura]

Bad. Though... none as grievously injured as Meteion.

What happened, Borel-san?

[disestablishment]

[ Oof... Guilt. ]

I am sure the venture was pulled from the swords' memories... Henceforth, their mission to preserve history was our own. We were initially provided sword, each one of us, and we were entwined with their thoughts and emotions.

The one that chose me—had darker emotions and intentions. [ Closes his eyes. ] 'Twould lead me to bring harm to both Prompto and Meteion. While not all of their wounds were caused by my hand, their deaths were.

[pura]

[...

Her expression darkens, frustrated.]

It's always the same. No matter where we go, we are made to turn against each other. To harm... and even to kill. Why?