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[samahl]

[When Cyril starts the video he seems to be checking that it's really working before he speaks. Once he does, he smiles at the camera.]

Look at what I found.

[And he changes the angle carefully to show off a display of cybernetic arms and legs. They're all meant as medical prosthetics and he seems utterly thrilled by the whole concept of them. When he brings the view back to himself it's clear why. He's missing one of his arms from the elbow down.]

I've been speaking with the doctor here and they work almost entirely like a real arm. I may even regain some kind of sensation in the fingers.

In order to get one, however, I do need more Chroma. So here I am, seeking volunteers willing to help me. Every little bit will help so even if all you can offer is a handshake or a hug, I'd be more than happy to partake. Though, if you're willing to do even more than that, I'm also always willing to indulge in a bit of physical intimacy. I admit a preference for men, but I've been curious to experiment.

If you would like to help, I will meet you wherever you are most comfortable. Contact me here and we can work it out.

Thank you for your consideration! Hopefully, I'll be able to have enough soon.

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[samahl]

Oh! Yes! Hello!

How are you fitting into the city?

[dioscorea]

Pretty well, I think! It's strange not having a master here, but I'm thinking about getting a job or something like that.

How about you? Are you feeling better after... all of that? [The hallucinations and such.]

[samahl]

A... master? [Sorry, that distracts him enough that he doesn't answer the question right away.]

[dioscorea]

I mean I guess I do still have a master, I just can't contact them from here. At least when I was away from the citadel before I knew I could go home whenever I was ready, but here I can't do that. So it's kind of like not having a master for a while? Because I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing...

[Sorry, he's rambling.]

[samahl]

So... that word has several meanings and I'm not sure how you mean it?

[Are you a slave? Some spirit tied to a human? Just really kinky? Cyril's going to have to withhold judgment until he knows how you mean the word.]

[dioscorea]

Eh? Well, I'm a sword, so I used to have owners who used me to fight. I used to belong to a very famous warrior named Okita Souji! [He's pretty damn sure Cyril won't have any idea who Okita was.] And then my new master, a saniwa sage, summoned me and gave me this human body, so now I serve them and fight for them!

Does that help?

[samahl]

[At first Cyril thinks that 'I'm a sword' means a 'sellsword.' But then the words are 'summoned' and 'gave me a human body' and all of that throws him for a loop.

Cyril blinks, not sure he understands. The only thing he has to compare this to is Cole, a spirit of Compassion who had been summoned by the pain of a mage.]

I'm not sure it does, sorry.

But I do want to understand. Does that make you a spirit of some kind?

[dioscorea]

[Yasusada lights up at the word spirit, and nods quickly.]

Yes, that's right. I'm a tsukumogami, the spirit of an object that's been around for a very long time! In this case, I'm the spirit of the sword Yamatonokami Yasusada. And that's my name! I was forged over five hundred years ago.

S-sorry, I guess I'm not very good at explaining all of this! Back home I live with a lot of other swords, so all I have to tell them is that I used to belong to Okita Souji and they know what that means already.

[samahl]

[That does make a lot more sense to Cyril. Spirits based on emotions are common in Thedas and they usually cling to places or things that were influenced by those emotions. That might not be exactly what a tsukumogami is, but it's close enough that he can at least conceptualize it.

For a moment, he wishes that Solas were here so they could discuss this, but he shoves that thought aside.]

You don't need to apologize. There are some things that are so well known in our homes that it's difficult to put words to.

[dioscorea]

I guess that's true, yeah!

[He perks up a bit, not feeling quite so self-conscious over his complete failure to explain being a Touken Danshi. Although now he looks hesitant for a whole new reason.]

Um. If you don't mind me asking... are you human?

[samahl]

I am not. I am an elf.

[dioscorea]

I've heard of elves! My friend Fish told me about them!

[Not much; just enough to recognize the name, honestly. But Yasusada does understand that somehow they're distinct from humans.]

Oh, but I guess I really got off-track from what you were talking about, didn't I? Can I help? Those arms look really cool and you should definitely get one!

[samahl]

I don't mind getting off topic! It's fun to talk about our differences.

And thank you for the encouragement. It honestly sounds too good to be true and yet I've seen one work with my own eyes.

[dioscorea]

Do you want to meet for lunch? I'd like to hear more about elves. This network thing really isn't as good as talking in person.

sorry for being so late!

[samahl]

Yes! I'd like that. You can tell me about your people as well.