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Has Bessarion ever gotten into a fight he regrets? A fight that's ever made him second guess standing up for whatever it was that was bothering him? Has he ever been manipulated into a fight that he didn't want? Or does he stop and stand up for himself as soon as he realizes he's being dragged around?

In his youth Noelani was trapped in fishing nets as a very young boy, ripped from the safety of the sea by hooks and tight net crushing him against the fish- it was made worse by the fisherman poking at his fins and wings, laughing at the boy in the fish suit- mocking his position and worsening his fear, Though a bad experience- the main reason this was so traumatic for him was because this was soon after he had understood that he was alone/ had no family to speak of. He had this fear that they too- were caught in the net, yanked from the sea and he thought it was perfectly possible they never came back- and that was the reason he was alone. Something in his mind connected these two fears and made the experience worse in his mind! He ended up escaping when he was released, thrown back into the sea by the laughing sailors after they'd spent a few hours jabbing him with sticks and letting him sit in the net with the dead fish. 

"Whoa. I should probably be asking someone like you the meaning of life, but I'm more curious to know how you reacted when a tree started to sprout from your, uh, friend's corpse. How did it feel knowing he was still kinda there?"

Despite how tired he looks, Terry smirks a little. "Yeah. These brats do unexpected things every day. Just the other day one kid put a worm in a girl's sandwich because he liked her." He glances out the window to look at the children playing at the playground, then shrugs. "I may hate the job, but it isn't like it's all the kids' fault. Besides, they're nice and sweet, even if they get me sick. Sometimes when they've grown up they come by and visit me. It's a small moment, but it almost makes up for all the exhaustion and frustration I've put up with."

"Ah, you're a teacher? It doesn't seem like this job has treated you well... but are there some aspects of this work which you do find satisfying or fulfilling? At least, do you have any entertaining stories of things your students have done?"

[I apologies in advance for the infodump-- get him talking about magic or himself and he's impossible to shut up. Spoilered because he just.... talks... for so long...]

"Psychomancy, hm? Sounds interesting.. did it take you a while to get the hang of? Oh, and do you use it for anything that doesn't involve 'targets', like for convenience?"

"Hah, as much as I hate to admit it," She sighed. "..Yes, I did. I deserved all of it, to be honest. Repentance was always something I've been subject to, and I should've seen it coming..it doesn't matter how I look at it. As my mother used to say, 'After mistakes come repentance, and you are one to repent for surviving this long'. I mean, she said it to me, at least - I'm not sure I've ever heard her say it to anyone else, though. According to her, I'm the embodiment of such sin, even if I don't believe so; though I guess I can see why she'd say that..? Uhm--"

"..I'm getting off topic, sorry.. I went on a tangent there. Yes, I-.. I do feel it was justified for me to have suffered such consequences. I'm not sure what lesser punishment would be appropriate, if any - Truth probably knew that having me die would be letting me off easy."

(not IC) Have you actually gone out there and tried to get a job?

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"To be honest, I prefer to believe that wasn't me. I have no idea what that was, but for my and our town's sake it should remain a mystery for me forever. Granted, if that was me- if those witches were us- there must have been an explanation. But gahh, I have a spell on that makes my mind really cloudy whenever I give it too much thought! It's for the best, and it's annoying, and..." she sighs, "I just want to believe that the me I am now is much better, I guess."

"A lot has happened to you, I see. If you don't mind me asking, how do you feel about what actually happened? The fact that you lost your identity and all and don't even have the memory of it? It seems like a rather shocking thing to happen."

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"Honestly..." Aethea paused in hesitation, gathering her thoughts a little. "I do at times, but at the same time I don't..."

"Let me just put it like this. I've thought on it a lot. and I mean a lot. It's been so damn long since it all happened. A few decades I believe. I hate what they did to Jarred and I. We were expendable pawns, and we didn't even know it... I know the way I grew up wasn't exactly good looking back on it. I fought and stole and cheated with everything. But that got me that job, and I actually had money. I could actually live somewhere not in fear because I payed actual money to live there. I know I wasn't a huge fan of the job, but it changed things for me. I didn't have to steal and cheat every day of my life just to be able to get half way full from one meal a day. I still had to do it at times, but I was able to do it so much less and I could afford to live without doing it for other than the job..."

Aethea sighed and took a deep breath, calming herself down a little before continuing. "After we were let go from the other corp's place, I was pissed beyond belief. They took me off the streets because of my skills, and threw me right back on them, along with multiple death threats. When I was on the streets the first time, I had others, but this time, I had no one. Well, I thought I had no one, but looking back now, I guess I had Jarred."

"I know he more than likely would want to get revenge, but I don't think I would given the opportunity. If one of them some how ends up on our list, then I won't deny that part of my job and I guess it'll just be like any other job for me, but I won't go out of my way to get back. I don't want to drop down to their level. Even though the job I have now is worse in the terms of the average person's morality, I refuse to be as bad as them."

"Do you get made fun of for having different eye colors?"

"Consuming hatred? What's that like, food? Do people have different flavored hatreds?"

"You know, I don't really know. I've never gone a day without eating oranges. If I had to guess, I'd say the same thing you did, with the withdrawal symptoms. Although if I go, like, about five hours without oranges I usually get a bad headache, like when you don't drink enough water, you know?"

"I'm curious... what actually happens if you don't eat oranges for a prolonged period of time? I assume you'd experience withdrawal symptoms, as is usual with ... well, addictions, but what kind?"