03 | Voice | Backdated to the evening of the 10th

[healplz]

Bariyan is dead.

[ Someone is having difficulties sounding his usual calm and measured today! This comes out sounding pretty forced. ]

I tried to — I'm sorry. I could do nothing for him, and... and perhaps the Initiative, as they've done for others, will return him. I couldn't— 

[ a pause. ]

I'm sorry.

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[bratworth]

[ what. ]

You must be mistaken. Perhaps an illusion of some sort. [ A beat. ] In any case, that is simply not possible.

[healplz]

It is possible. As a priest of the Church of Prontera, resurrections are nearly standard fare. It is only— Bariyan is... different. I pray the Initiative uses a different method than our spells.

[bratworth]

[Coldly: ]

Forgive me if I remain doubtful about the nature of these 'spells'.

[healplz]

[ any other day, he'd be happy to explain all this to him, but today? there's a long, low breath out. ]

Forgive me, I must ask we discuss this... later. I've still much to do.

[bratworth]

Such as what?

[healplz]

I... [ a pause, heavy. he probably shouldn't be saying this, especially to someone it doesn't even concern, but: ] ...I've just unintentionally destroyed the body of a good man, who I could not save in the first place. Please, I must take my mind from it.

[bratworth]

[ What in the world... ]

... All right. Fine. We will talk later.

[ Otherwise known as you bet he will bring this back up again some other time. ]

[healplz]

[ Some other time, it will be welcome. If guilt-ridden. For now, he just nods and disconnects. ]