Floor 3, Room 2

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Syrlya

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Post-Central mission

[troublereduction]

[ So Centrals came back looking Not Great and Syr is both one of the few he's spoken to AND one of the ones who asked him questions during the meeting, so Day's going to go check up on him. Knock knock? ]

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[Syrlya looks up from his desk at the knock, and it's only a minute for him to shuffle to the door and open it. He's dressed down from his usual robes, which makes the bandage tight around his shoulder visible.]

Oh, hello. Is there something you need? [Nobody bleeding again, he hopes?]

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I just wanted to check in on you, since...well, you guys didn't exactly look good when y'all came back.

[ Eyes drifting to that bandage... ]

You already got healing?

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[Syrlya cringes a bit.] Yes, things were a bit more troublesome than we expected. The castle's infirmary provided us care, and my wound will heal without incident.

[It's a bit of an uncomfortable and unpleasant place but at least it was a fairly clean arrow wound.] I think Mórag and Kurapika may have had the worst of it.

[troublereduction]

[ The player looking at those threads and sweating,

He'll trust Syr's word about the injury, since it seems handled. ]

I'll check in on them too. You mind talkin' about what happened?

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Of course, come in. [Syrlya opens the door further and steps aside with it. Day is welcomed into a... frankly empty room, with the only places to sit being the bed and the chair at the desk where there's an open journal and quill.. Nothing's gone into personalizing the space at all, except for Syrlya's usual clothes and sword that are stored in the open wardrobe.]

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[ He's suddenly reminded of Yamato's room, at least until he got some additions recently. Day won't assume where to sit, he'll have this conversation standing if he has to. ]

By troublesome, what kinda trouble?

@Yamato

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[From here.

Syrlya watches Yamato teleport all the way up in one go. He lets out an impressed whistle.]

Well done! [He shouts up, oblivious to Yamato's fears.] Do you see anything that can be taken?

[dadsandals]

I...I think so? I don't know how I made it that far, but...

[ He reaches for the object.

And then, he'll just. Casually toss it down towards Syrlya. Catch!!! ]

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Oh-[Syrlya raises his arms, shuffling about and then lunging to catch it before it hits the ground.]

wrap up?

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Nice catch!

[ He...figures out, somehow, how to teleport back down. Look at them, learning... ]

Mission complete?

Thumbs up

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Once we return this. [As Yamato returns, Syrlya offers it back.] You were the one who succeeded, so you should do the honors.

[And Syrlya has quite a of practice ahead of him to recover some degree of expertise with his magic.]

post-central mission

[dadsandals]

[ Hello, Syrlya. He's hoping this guy's okay, because after seeing what happened to Kurapika...nah, man. He's not okay with any of that.

Knock knock. Is he in? ]

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[There's a muffles "coming" before the door opens to reveal Syrlya. He is upright, though with a bandage on his shoulder peeking out.] Yamato, hello. How can I help?

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Hey, Syrlya. Just - wanted to see how you were doing.

[ He sees the bandage. That's...not promising, but at least the guy's alive. ]

Are you okay?

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I'm fine. [He says, immediately, even as he sees Yamato's gaze drift to the bandage.] Just a small injury that's healing. There were a lot of ghosts to deal with.

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So I've heard.

[ From Kurapika, who did not get out of that unscathed whatsoever. ]

I saw Kurapika earlier, so I've been concerned. Whatever he's going through is pretty serious. I just wanted to make sure the same didn't happen to you.

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[Syrlya folds his arms, leaning against the doorframe.]

He and Mórag received the worst of it. [That he knows of.] I hope Kurapika is still resting. But be assured I'm alright overall.

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Morag, too?

[ Damn, he'll have to go see her, too. As for Syrlya's question: ]

He got some rest at my place, yeah. I'm not sure where he is now. Whatever happened there, though, seemed pretty rough -- but I'll believe you.

Sometime before the East return

[dyingtohealyou]

[Knock knock are you home mr plent]

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[Syrlya opens the door shortly. Kindly:] Oh, Ahito. How can I help you?

[dyingtohealyou]

Hey. Tatara said I might learn something if I asked you about the representative you talked to at the ball?

We can trade info.

[chronosynthesis]

Oh--sure. Come in. [Syrlya gestures for Ahito to enter his... very undecorated room. His options to sit are one chair and bed.] You're looking into that crater?

[dyingtohealyou]

[Walking in and-

...

Dude,]

Didn't feel like decorating, huh?

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Hm? [Syrlya scans his room briefly.] I don't really have anything to decorate with, really, but I have the basics covered so it isn't uncomfortable.