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You inspired me to think quite deeply about how Metarma could be (and ideally should be) an SCP-like object with special containment procedures, including love, care, and never giving the slightest reason for jealousy.
And I started thinking about object-classifying Carneol. Definitely Keter.
"I've heard a lot of good things about him," thought Guyon, "the guys from the gym told me. I wanted to join... too bad for the guy. I wonder what made him decide to start working out? He seemed perfectly happy with his body, he worked out so much at the gym, and he didn't seem to have any complexes. Maybe I just didn't know him well enough; I shouldn't rely on rumors and other people's stories."
- Oh, that's a shame. He seemed like a nice guy; I used to talk to him when I was in the city. Guyon, is there a place in the city where you can file a complaint about a store or similar places?
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
I don't see any reason to bother with Metarma. Just remove it and be done with it. It's like taking Bubbu Sawyer to Carneol, hoping he won't cause any trouble.
- Oh, that's a shame. He seemed like a nice guy, I used to talk to him when I was in the Iron Guard. Gion, is there a place in the city where you can file a complaint about a store or similar places?
- Hmm, I heard about some kind of SRI, is it the police?
- No, work-related issues are resolved there. Although, maybe you can contact them there as well. Draco Mellis is a serious guy, he might be able to help. But I think it's better to go to the police. Ple-Sen
Gion, be careful. Considering Nisho's type, he might be next. Especially if she also goes after the pigson.
Until Beata returns, Gion decides to remain abstinent; in any case, he has a right-hand man.
- No, work-related issues are being resolved there. Although, maybe you could contact them. Draco Mellis is a serious guy, he might be able to help. But I think it's better to go to the police.
- Okay, thanks! She's heading to SRI.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
—I would be glad to satisfy your curiosity. But as far as I can tell, I lost some of the most important memories when I received the message. —Klin replies, brushing burning branches off his shoulders. —Or maybe it happened earlier? In my youth, I traveled a lot. At some point, my feet led me to Margel. I don't remember how I was granted an audience with Her Highness. I only remember that at that moment, I realized that I would like to serve her ideals and ambitions. To help her aspirations rise above the highest Kridar mountains. Her Brightness graciously accepted my request, provided me with a roof over my head, food, and work. My service is the least I could repay.
—...And what about you?
- Your loyalty deserves respect. - Sanexa tried to remember her first meeting with Naria. - Her Highness, the Princess, noticed me after the construction of the "Thunder" was completed; she needed a captain for the new ship, and out of all the numerous candidates, she chose me. But I'm afraid... I'm afraid that I didn't live up to her expectations. I think that any other captain would not have made the same mistakes as I did.
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