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"Arthur Inkwell here.
I've no earthly idea how this thing is supposed to work, but leave me a message if you're so inclined. I'll retrieve it at some point or another!"

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[velluminous]

[ toss aside dignity, Sprezzatura. ]

Mister Inkwell... Would you hug me?

[inklongdry]

For your bingo card-?

[ do not be disappointed do not be disappointed do not--- ]

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[velluminous]

[ she fucked it up ]

[velluminous]

[ kind of, cracked, ] No.

[inklongdry]

[ No.

She scarce gets the word out in that broken tone of voice and he's right there, looping his arms around her to pull her close. ]

I'm sorry. It should not have mattered why you asked.

[velluminous]

[ ... presses her forehead so gently into his chest ]

I have not been smart, Mister Inkwell.

[inklongdry]

[ He lifts a hand, gently combing his fingers through her hair. ]

Do you... want to talk about it?

[velluminous]

[ VERY MUCH SHE DOES NOT WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT. shivering noticeably when he combs through her hair ]

Can't sleep.

[inklongdry]

[ That only makes him curl his arms tighter around her. ]

Is there anything I can do to help?

[velluminous]

Can you shut woman up inside my head?

[inklongdry]

Inside your--? You mean your "passenger"?

[velluminous]

[ what a benign term. passenger. ]

She is loud, since... that trial.

[inklongdry]

I see. Would that I knew best how to quiet her. I mentioned that I know a spell to help with sleep, but I do not know if that would help or hurt the situation.

You mentioned such things make you feel ill, anyroad.

[velluminous]

I have concerns induced sleep would push me too far down, and leave her open pathway to surface.

[inklongdry]

... And were I to cast it on her?

[velluminous]

[ then I'd be alone in here.

I mean. what?

pulling from the embrace to gaze up at him ]

You could do this?

[inklongdry]

I-- honestly, I don't know. 'Tis likely the spell as I know it now would only be effective on her would she rise to the fore, and there is always a risk that she would resist it.

But... should it work, and provide you a modicum of peace, I would be willing to try.

[velluminous]

...No. Too dangerous.

[inklongdry]

What is she?

[velluminous]

She-bitch. [ helpful ] ...Oni.

[inklongdry]

Oni.

[ He takes a moment to turn the word over in his head. ]

I know of them from Hingan folklore. They are some sort of demon, yes? Yokai.

[velluminous]

Demon. Correct. And she takes this very much to heart.

[inklongdry]

By making your life a living hell, I wager.

[velluminous]

[ LAUGHS ] Oh, worse for you if she surfaces.

[inklongdry]

[ That laugh startles him a bit, and his expression turns concerned. ]

I see. Then I shall simply have to think of something else.

[ He's already making mental notes about how he might be able to alter Repose. There must surely be away to have the magic reach beyond her consciousness to something lurking beneath, and he aims to find it. ]