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[specialist_snowflake]

[Didn't she just make a video today? NO. That would be her younger sister, and the keen of eye might even be able to realize there are hereditary similarities between the two. But there are differences also. For example, this particular white-haired woman appears much more...stiff. Even if she's not wearing her uniform anymore, her squared shoulders and lifted chin seem to scream 'MILITARY!' even in a soft and fuzzy gray sweater.]

Greetings. My name is Winter.

[Some of you might remember her all the way back from summer when she made a very detailed presentation on what types of moonlacing were and were not acceptable. This time, she's not asking for help. She's offering it.]

It has come to my attention that when we return to our worlds, we lose all memories of this one. It would seem that our actions do not matter.

[She drops her gaze for a moment, reinforcing her resolve to remain professional. Her emotions are starting to leak through just the same.]

But I would very much like them to, for the duration of my stay. Consider this an open invitation to seek my aid for any troubles you might have. If I am unable to render assistance, then I will help you find someone who can. The impression I leave behind will not be forgotten. I would have it be one of fond remembrance rather than hedonistic selfishness. I don't require compensation. I don't desire it either.

[Her jaw tightens, and her brow furrows.]

This is what I want to do. I am choosing it for myself. Seek me out if you have need of me, in public or in private.

That is all.

[Blip! And she's gone.]

Comments

[specialist_snowflake]

Oh? In this world, or the one from which you hail?

[curriculum_fictae]

Home. Thank god. It’s not a very ... nice place.

[specialist_snowflake]

I see.

[Hers is full of horrible soulless abominations, so she gets it. There there.]

This one isn't lacking in problems, but thus far, the strong sense of community has proven effective in surmounting such difficulties. Do you require anything further?

[curriculum_fictae]

N-no, thank you. Not particularly.

[ A small pause. ]

I - do admit to being curious about where you’re from...?

[specialist_snowflake]

Remnant. I served in the kingdom of Atlas.

[Names that likely mean very little to one who doesn't know them.]

...You would not have enjoyed visiting. And yourself?

[curriculum_fictae]

Oh, I’m not familiar. I’m from London, myself.

[specialist_snowflake]

I see.

[She doesn't.]

What is that planet like?

[curriculum_fictae]

You mean Earth?

[specialist_snowflake]

[She shrugs just faintly. He told her London. That's about all she knows of his world, other than the fact that supernatural things are, supposedly, rare and scary there. She remains where she is, staring at him expectantly.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ That's ... look. Something he's trying to get used to here. ]

It's - I don't know how to describe it? It's a world. There's a range of climates? I live further up north than most so it's a bit chilly.

[specialist_snowflake]

Consider the level of technology. If the animals differ from those here. Common threats posed to the public at large. Abilities people of your world possess that seem unusual compared to others.

I recommend using Prismatica as a basis of comparison if you wish to give a more thorough explanation than 'it's cold.'

[curriculum_fictae]

I don't know? I haven't really been here long enough for a basis of comparison? We have - we have mobile phones and public transport and the internet, which is more or less the same as here. Just not quite so crystal-themed.

[specialist_snowflake]

[Winter stop picking on gingers.]

How recently did you arrive?

[curriculum_fictae]

[ It's okay, Martin's whole life is being picked on by everyone. ]

A month ago? Roughly...?

[specialist_snowflake]

Recent indeed. You will forgive the forwardness of my next question, as it is considered vital to your health and well-being. Do you have a person upon whom you can rely to satisfy your Chroma needs?

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Ah. There's a fraught question. Martin debates visibly how to answer that. And decides to try an evasion. ]

I - I'm sharing a flat with Jon.

[specialist_snowflake]

I shall take that as confirmation.

[She won't pry, she knows this sort of thing is private and very personal. She just needs to know she's not needed to kick down any doors to keep people from crystallizing. She's definitely done it before.]

It seems there's nothing else that requires discussion, unless there are other matters that give you cause for concern?

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Look. It's - complicated, and they're not good at being honest with their feelings, and Martin's condition is unusual and ...

He's just grateful not to have to explain. ]

N-no, I suppose not. Thank you, Winter.

[specialist_snowflake]

Good luck, Martin. Do not forget to seek a healer.

[It goes without saying that he can contact her again if he wants, so she doesn't offer. She just ends the call.]