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[thequeensown]

[Talia had spent the last two weeks in a blur of events that had forever changed her life. She had been tortured; nearly killed by those actions and her own suicide attempt. She had been 'rescued' of a sort and brought to this ship. She had been turned into a child again, and a man, and witnessed far many other things that she couldn't possibly begin to explain even with all of Valdemar's magic.

She had learned, by way of several new associates (dare she say 'friends'), that she was not to return to her own world. She had learned, much to her utter dismay, that she would likely never see her Companion or life-bonded again. She grieved. And while she grieved, she tried to wrap her mind around the fact that she shared the company on this boat with none other than Herald Mage Vanyel Ashkevron, the very Herald that had inspired a longing to take up her own Whites.

There was a proper introduction still needed, there, and Talia was certain this was uneventful as the Elegante ever was and it was best to take advantage.

Her voice clicks over the communicators, calm and not at all demanding.]

Herald Vanyel .. if you're free, I would endeavor to have that talk you mentioned.

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[thequeensown]

[She frowns slightly. It seemed there were any number of loopholes one could use to their advantage when dealing with the Captain's rules. However, they were good loopholes to know, even if she herself didn't take advantage of them; it was possible that someone else might.

It's the last that softens her expression and she meets his gaze, her own unwavering.]

So long as you remember the same, Herald. My door is always open to you, should you need it.

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I'm usually on Deck Six or Eight- Sergei's is the name of the place. Remy Whitecastle mans the bar, he's the most trustworthy soul aboard, and without him, we would never have been able to get you to help, in time.

[And if Vanyel's shields weren't so secure, the Empath might have caught how much he loved the man.]

I'll warn you- the bears are...safe. The ones outside of Carnival, at least. Have you heard of the Kyree?

[commentlog] Back from Boston!

[thequeensown]

[Talia nods, putting the deck numbers to mind as he gives them. She bares a faint recollection of the name 'Remy' and after a moment her eyes widen a bit more.]

That one .. Remy? He was the one that entered my room to get me? That night is still a bit fuzzy, but I think I remember his name ..

[A good thing for shielding then! Her eyes widen a bit more as he brings up bears, though, brow canting.]

Ahh .. yes, I know of the Kyree. Are you saying the bear fall into this category? Sentient and .. approachable .. to a point?