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[demonicbeauty]

[Ariadne hasn't been able to show her face on the network--or in person, really--since her meltdown in July. But she's starting to come back, as it were. Only on voice because she can't quite bring herself to share all of her feelings.

Feelings that are very strong right now.]

I don't believe in revenge. It's a messy business that doesn't ultimately fix anything. You can't always undo a wrong.

You can, however, be better.

I say this for two reasons now. The first is that I urge all of you not to take revenge against the user who goes by the name "NoMercy" on the Omni network. I don't know who they are and I don't know how they've suffered. But hurting them isn't going to un-murder Ezra or Oscar or any of the others.

The second reason why I'm talking about revenge is that...I need to know what happened to Dean Winchester. I need to know who burned down his house, who killed him. And...I want to reassure you--anyone who's listening--that if you know something or if you were, in some way, responsible...I'm not going to hurt you.

I...I don't believe in revenge.

And that's...that's all, I guess.

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[VOICE] UN: [username not set]

[demonicbeauty]

[Ariadne normally likes to match format on the Omni network. The problem is, she's a terrible texter, especially when she's a little worked up. So she spares the stranger and replies by voice.]

Yes! Yes, exactly!

[grice]

[ it might be easier to talk this one out, he thinks— after a moment, falco switches from text to voice. on the other end is someone fairly young, male, but by the occasional crack of his voice, he's probably a teen. ]

I know it's hard for a lot of people to do, but . . . It makes a difference. Maybe the difference someone needs. I'm glad there're more people who think so.

[demonicbeauty]

So am I.

[It's hard to express how grateful she is, actually. She needs like minds right now.]

Especially when the murderer tried so hard to convince me that I was an oddity for it.

[grice]

. . . Strange for not wanting to hurt them?

[demonicbeauty]

For being "squeamish" about murder.

[grice]

It's not about being squeamish, really . . .

[ it's just wrong. ]

[demonicbeauty]

No. No, I don't think that's the right word either.

private

[grice]

[ before saying anything else, he asks perle to make the conversation private. ]

Sorry for asking this, but— Did you have something planned?

Re: private

[demonicbeauty]

No.

[She sighs, still irritated by her conversation with Gaia.]

I have no authority to pass judgment. I'm not sure who does.

[grice]

Oh— no, I don't mean like that. I was just . . . Thinking how to help, somehow? I've reached out to them already.

[demonicbeauty]

How did that go?

I tried too...

[grice]

I can't tell, yet. They haven't stopped responding, but . . . They keep finding an answer for everything.

[ it's not exactly a problem that his tone indicates. it's that . . . it's really familiar a mechanism. maybe he just needs to toggle more— ]

If there's anything else I notice, I can let you know?

[demonicbeauty]

I would appreciate that. I think--

[She cuts herself off.]

I'm so sorry, sir. I don't even know your name.

[grice]

[ an audible sputter— and a much more audible voice crack. ]

Oh— [ throat clearing! ] No, ma'am, I'm not a sir, I'm thirteen— I-It's Falco.

[demonicbeauty]

Falco.

[She bows her head. It's actually the surname of a very old, very well-established Elf family.

But she's given up looking for Elves.]

I'm no 'ma'am.' Just Airy.

[grice]

—Miss Airy, then?

[ he is a respectable young man!!! ]

[demonicbeauty]

"Airy" is fine.

...thank you.

[grice]

Okay— Airy.

I’ll talk to you soon.

[demonicbeauty]

Talk to you soon, Falco.