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@kitty-highball asked: "ah, excuse me-" a voice murmurs softly, belonging to a small Au'ra woman. She smiles nervously, a hand held to her chest. "I don't mean to be a bother, but i'm looking for my dog- she's quite large, with brown fur and upright ears.. have you, by chance, seen her-?" - Ilmari, for whoever you'd have the must fun with uwu <3

"A dog-?" Aloux rose a brow, ever-thankful to be finally free of the confines of the infirmary permanently; his first few breaths of fresh air met with the appearance of a rather short woman - - one with rather extraordinary features; something, in fact, that he had only seen on dragons.

"...I'm afraid I've seen no dogs - - mayhap if you tell me of what it looks like, I can keep an eye out?" He'd not seen many pets at all, in fact- only the odd mention of a housecat.

He pauses, eyes scanning his unusual company more closely ere a thought crossed his consciousness and he couldn't help but question it;

"...You wouldn't happen to be a friend of Cyvel Lamoureaux's, would you? I'm a ... distant cousin." And his dear descendant had not spared a detail speaking of his friends or company of whom were staying with him.

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A new life has been offered unto him, a chance to live what had been snatched from him all those centuries ago. But it feels wrong - emotionally does he feel guilty for having that chance and the very scars upon the city and her people reflect that.

No matter how much he may be able to do to atone for his sins, now... Once healed... It feels not enough. And so he simply paces foundation - back and forth, back and forth, too restless to do aught else.

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At first, he had put his fierce headaches down to a number of things - the same migrains the injury to his head and eye he used to get when first alive, the injuries he had sustained to kill him, and now - the stress upon his person in attempting to regain strength.

When the distant mumbling began to reach his ears during those headaches, he thought that his mind was just jumbled, that a thousand years of everything was finding any way it could to get out of his skull... But as the voice became clearer, along with the fragments of its sentences, he began to house doubts.

With a hand to his head and both eyes closed, Aloux sat and attempted to will the thumping within his skull away, begging whatever utterance he kept hearing but could not quite make sense of to leave. But it never did - only repeating and repeating - - and then blissful silence - - and then repeating.

Mayhap he was finally losing his mind - - perhaps it was his comeuppance, a state of suffering for all of that in which he had a hand in causing. But if this was to be his suffering, what had the thousand year undeath been?

He simply wanted to settle enough to sleep, deprived of true rest since the nightmares had begun - and now this.

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