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[highhealplz]

[ There's a scruffy, friendly-lookin dude front and center here, sort of recognizable as the slightly older, longer-haired version that used to go around being stuffy and formal. This sheepish smile is pretty uncharacteristic of him from back then, though. ]

Hello! I'm Ashraf. I was here a while ago, co-director of the transport-run clinic? [ He offers a wave. ] So hello again to anyone that knew me. I'm sorry in advance if I don't remember you very well, it's been about fifty years on my end! [ says the guy who doesn't look a day over 20 ]

So, anyway— I figured this could be a long shot, but... does anyone have a way with clothing?

[ Here's where the sheepish smile makes a triumphant return. He pulls up a pair of beautifully embroidered robes, obviously expensive, but currently full of violent-looking rips, tears, and a bullet hole or two. There's also some bloodstains left over from attempts to wash them out. ]

I tried, I really did. At this point, I think it's going to take magic to set these straight. Or a whole new set, maybe. So, um... any takers? I could pay!

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[sharpe]

... What do you mean by that?

[xenophiliac]

You know, it is entirely impossible for me to not worry about my friends. And a demon sounds incredibly sinister, but I am sure you are just fine now, yes?

[highhealplz]

[ he shrugs. ]

It's just like it sounds. I offered my life to the Valkyrie of Valhalla. She accepted, and moved me to my next life.

But that was twenty years ago, it's safe to say it's old news. What about you? How was your time at home?

[sharpe]

I didn't get ta go home.

[highhealplz]

Oh. Sorry. Did you end up somewhere else, or... did you just mean younger as in the natural progression of age?

[sharpe]

You've forgotten? There's a time in this place where our younger (or older, fer some of us) selves take place of ours here? It was fer a week or so only.

[highhealplz]

[ it takes him a second, and some serious contemplation, but he eventually nods ]

No... I think I do faintly remember humiliating myself here.

[sharpe]

[ Sharpe barks a laugh. ]

Aye, most us did. [ Pause... ] You get ta remember yer old life even after you die, in yer world?

[highhealplz]

Well, no, most of us just die the usual way. But if the Valkyrie takes you... [ a small smile here ] Bits and pieces of it.

[bumbles]

I'm really sorry, sir, I didn't mean to cause a problem.

[highhealplz]

(look adra isnt he precious?)

[heartsink]

Oh, no. I am firmly in the spectator's camp.

[sharpe]

You mind telling me 'bout this Valkyrie of yers? I've never heard of her in me world.

[showmeyourwreath]

Oh dear...whatever happened to you? You must have had an...interesting time of things.

_{[Sure, let's go with that.]}

[whomheloved]

No, this is something pretty recent - recent enough that I don't know whether we can trust it yet. I guess we'll have to wait and see.

[highhealplz]

It sounds like it. Would you go home, if you could?

[highhealplz]

And what about enchantments, then?

[highhealplz]

Whenever you'd li— well. Whenever the Initiative next pays us, I guess is more accurate. [ drinking with dead guys is expensive :[ ]

[highhealplz]

even if i split the winnings??

[highhealplz]

Definitely just fine. I'll have to work it out when I get home again, but— [ A laugh ] A problem for another day, right?

[highhealplz]

Well, she was... beautiful, I remember that much. With huge, white wings.

[highhealplz]

Don't worry! It's nothing to be concerned about, really. Just a few run-ins.

[obliterating]

The tab wouldn't be so bad if you weren't trying to keep up with me.

[And I guess you have to buy food and stuff, too. Alive people priorities.]

that icon :))))

[highhealplz]

What can I say? It's instinct to want to match a friend.

[dawningsun]

I am skilled with those, but I'm afraid I don't have materials for anything but the most rudimentary of enchantments. Fire resistance, things of that nature.