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Singing Powder
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Before you formulate a response, Prescissa jumps up and exaggeratedly raises a hand.
"Hello, Kaol! Can you hear me? You aren't shutting down again are you?"
"No... No. I'm simply thinking."
"Dangerous past time, you know!" Prescissa laughs.
"I must apologize for not introducing myself sooner. I am... shy."
"Sure! Absolutely."
"...Yes. Anyway, I'd like to know more about you."
"Oh, yes! I don't think I've introduced myself--how rude!--I am Prescissa, and I ran into the law because apparently you aren't allowed free other people! Blah!!"
"You let prisoners out of jail?"
"If you don't have any control over your life, you're a prisoner! But the 'fair' and 'impartial' judge didn't seem to think so."
There's definitely more to ask, but it seems like a bad idea to interrogate every single person you come across about their personal life and history--At least not immediately.
"What can you tell me about Roderick? How about Loess?"
"Is it okay if I tell you a secret? I don't really like Roderick all that much. Did you hear he's on here for soul fraud? You know what that's code for?"
Prescissa pantomimes stabbing someone.
"Aren't you glad you aren't a caraclast? Edmund still has to worry, though."
"Okay. What about Loess?"
A few moments pass.
"I don't want to talk about Loess. I'm worried. A dozen tulpa bodies were found, and Loess was at the center of it. I know you're not like this... actually, I don't know, but the golem clan against the world thing is really, really terrible. And golems like Loess just..."
Prescissa trails off. You aren't sure where to take the conversation next.
You take a quick glance around the room.
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