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**07-28-2014, 12:01 PM**

Alexei winces a little bit as Askier agrees to deliver the letter, the corners of his mouth turning up just a little bit in a small smile. "Thank you. Accidentally acquired apprentice. Is good young man, smart and dedicated. Vas formerly a slave. Vorries about me greatly." He picks up his cup again and just looks at the murky water within. "Decided should pass along skills. Medical skills, not other skills." Losing interest in his tea, he sets it down again. "Letter is for him. If young miqo'te named Setras comes by, please let in. Have included that should bring letter vith him. Vill likely be distraught."

A frown appears on his face as he looks down. He left hand had developed a tremor and was gently shaking. His eyes were a little sad when he looked back up at Askier. "My sister's name vas Illya." He corrects himself. "Is Illya...can never see again." The hyur shakes his head. "Apologies, did not mean to burden vith my problems."

The dull ache had grown into a pulsing and persistent pain. It would not be long.

Askier · **07-28-2014, 08:00 PM**

A skier looked at his left arm and made the mechanical limb form a dismissive wave at Alexei's words before he rested the metal limb in his lap alongside his tail.

"Please, I'm your friend. Your problems will always be of concern to me. How friendship works, agreeing to worry about other people's shite as well as your own. Little thing my ex-fiancee never really figured out."

Askier paused to sip his tea and placed it back down. Â

"I'll pass the letter along to your apprentice. I'll try not to scare him to badly when he comes around."

The Garlen's golden eyes fixed on the hyur as Alexei started rubbing his head and Askier licked his lips apprehensively.

" So is you sister still in your homeland?" A skier asked casually, trying to distract his friend.

**07-28-2014, 08:25 PM**

It was a sharp pain. Alexei kept from showing it, but it took most of his concentration. "...Da. At least believe is still there. Do not know anymore." He kept his shaking hand hidden under the table.

"Believes that am dead." A muscle under his right eye twitches. "Only one person knows am alive. Is same person that exiled. Did not understand vhy let me live. Still do not. A few others like me vere not deteriorating. Vere hung." He looked back at his tea. "Vhen vas my turn to valk to gallows, sent someone else instead. Told me to leave. Never return."

There was a pause and he canted his head to one side, grey eyes fixed on Askier. "Had fiancee?"

Askier · **07-29-2014, 11:32 AM**

"I'm sorry you can't see your sister Alexei." Askier replied tenderly, his eyes soft as he listened to the man's story.Â "That would be hard on me, can only imagine what it is for you.Â But at least she is well.Â And whomever exiled you and let you live, well they have my deepest appreciation.Â Without them, I probably would be dead.Â You've saved my life and patched up my body how many times now?"

The Garlean miqo'te wasn't interested in the exact number.Â He was just grateful his friend had ended up in Ul'dah, even if there first meeting had been an attempt on Askier's life.

Askier noted Alexei's cocked head and nodded at the hyurs question, rolling his shoulders in a shrug.

"Aye, that I did, long time ago.Â She's the daughter of the runt's first master.Â Thought she was something she wasn't.Â Basically, when I deserted after the Calamity and went back for Saravena, I told my ex to come with us, live together.Â She chose her father's wealth and political power."

There was a sour expression on Askier's face and the sting of rejection glinted in his golden eyes.

**07-29-2014, 12:37 PM**

The pain continued. There was another sharp spike but this time he couldn't hide it. "Are better off vithout ex. Are intelligent and kind hearted. Are no vorse for her absence, but she is lessened by yours. Vill find someone better." His voice was certain, there was zero doubt in his mind.

Alexei shut his eyes and grimaced. The persistent pain was manageable, but the spikes were becoming worse. "...The past is unchangeable, focus on future and make into vhat you vant it to be." All coldness had faded from his eyes, there was genuine warmth and compassion there.

He raised his cup. "To sisters, may they alvays make better choices than their brothers."

Askier · **07-29-2014, 02:51 PM**

"Hells know my sister is."Â Askier raised his glass in return and then took a sip of the tea.Â Askier disguised his shudder of disapproval as best he could and then placed his glass down.Â

"Well, so long as my past stops showing up to haunt me, I'll have no problem with that.Â And right now, I'm focused on making sure you get through this impending breakdown of yours.Â I'm not looking forward to it, but the fact that you making toasts and talking in sentences consisting of more than three words at long last, makes me excited for -after- your melt down. I'm wondering what the Alexei underneath all your walls."

**07-29-2014, 03:29 PM**

"Am curious to see for myself. Vill not be same as vas before, vill not be same as am now. He frowns a little as he looks at Askier. "Should change into dry clothing. Vill go upstairs and get another blanket from medical bay."

Alexei stands and sets his empty cup back with his supplies. "Can make soup if are hungry. Should eat hot things to restore body heat." He starts his slow ascent of the stairs. "Vill not taste good. Am terrible cook."

Askier · **07-29-2014, 03:40 PM**

"You're talking to the man who thought three square bottles of whiskey a day was a good meal plan. I'll take the soup."

The Garlean rose to his feet to change, the blanket draped over his shoulders like a cloak, swaying as he walked towards a chest. Â The miqo'te heard Alexei reach the top of the stairs and Askier gave a sigh.

"Come the hells or insanity, Alexei," A skier muttered. "I'm making sure you get through this. I swear it."

**07-29-2014, 04:20 PM**

Alexei folded up the blanket from his cot. He'd recently put together a medical bay and had been living there for a few days. He turned and started to walk back.

Pain. Sudden pain of such intensity, the likes of which he had never felt before.

The world began spinning, hundreds of faces came flooding into his mind. Faces of those he'd murdered, tortured. The dam in his mind shattered and sixteen years of repressed emotion came rushing back like an unstoppable torrent. Remorse. Guilt. A lifetime of horrors and atrocities he had committed.

There was blood oozing from his head. He was lying crumpled on the floor of the infirmary, his head had clipped the desk when he fell. His grey eyes, once empty and cold, were now filled with terror and guilt. They darted back and forth, as if looking between many things. The world around him was gone. He saw none of it, the nightmares of his past stood before him now.

Alexei's body lay still, save for an occasional twitch. He was softly repeating the same thing over and over in another language. "I am a monster. What have I done?"

Askier · **07-29-2014, 05:24 PM**

A skier sat in the basmene for nearly two hours. He had changed into a brown pair of paints and a green shirt that had been split into two parts to accommodate his tail, which was curled into his lap as his right hand slowly spun a silver ring on the table, the whirling metal humming softly as it rotated. The golden eyes watched it as his mind wandered from topic to topic.

Alexei, his mental condition, how soon. The Garlean had no way of knowing but he was ready.

The ring spun.

Jin'li, his half sibling. A runt. Dead. Thank the twelve. He would waste no more of his time reflecting on the dead runt. The runt didn't deserve to be remembered.

The ring spun.

Saravena. Â His sister whom he had sacrificed so much for. She was all grown up now. He was proud of the woman she had become.

The ring spun.

Â The ex whom had chosen her power over him. The one who had given him the spinning ring. The woman who he could not completely forget.Â

The ring spun.

Alexei. Where was he?

Askier jerked out of his stupor and blinked as his thoughts came full circle. The Garlean looked around and wondered how long he had been spinning the ring. Â A long time he realized. The miqo'te looked at the stairs and ascended them slowly.

When he saw the setting suns's rays slipping through the windows, his stomach knotted. Alexei had been gone longer than he thought.

Was it happening?

The Garlean opened the door to the private Â rooms and began walking towards the door of Alexei's medical bay.

((And I think Alexei and I are taking this in-game from here ))

**07-29-2014, 05:48 PM**

((Yes, this will be taken in game from here.))

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