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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, QUEENOFICEOLATION. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 013.11.221.20 *** QUEENOFICEOLATION has joined 013.11.221.20 <QUEENOFICEOLATION> I think I've finally gotten the hang of these devices. <QUEENOFICEOLATION> So! <QUEENOFICEOLATION> There's no harm in setting up one of these, yes? <QUEENOFICEOLATION> (Thanks to those of you who helped me do so and I'm sorry if I frustrated anyone)

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[feudalladyshandmaid]

Isn't it worth it to keep trying because innocent people keep getting hurt?

[Cassandra didn't have the life Elsa had. The protection... if not from herself, then from others. Her dream for the longest time had been to join the royal guard, and she was wholly aware of the risks of that position.]

I... can't sit by, as much as I want to. If we have to live in this world, I want to make it safer.

[She finds Elsa's hand. Fingers, rough and clawed, sliding in between smooth nymph digits.]

Especially for you.

[defyingfrigidity]

[Elsa pales a little at Cass's words. Oh - god, that really did come out in the worst way, didn't it?]

Oh, I- of course I want to do what I can to help the innocent people here!

[That hand grips Cass's hard. God... how cold did her words seem just now?]

But at this point it feels like the only way to make sure this world is safe for everyone is to make all the nonsense involving the gods stop. And there's more than just the Fog and the Fourth, all the other entities that show their faces from time to time... [Elsa shudders. She still remembers being used as a sacrifice for that ancient tree god.] It's... it's a tall order.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[They weren't cold. They were... tired. How could Cass feel what Elsa felt, having been here so much longer?]

It is. It- I know it's probably near-impossible. You and I, we've been here this long, and we've seen so much...

[Terrible things, that have happened to them both. All for the sake of trying to survive. She wants to believe an answer lies out there. Something that could lay all of this to rest. But that doesn't mean she wants Elsa to feel awful for her own reasons.]

...It just makes me restless, Elsa.