[ At this point, Madsen just wants to sleep, so she leaves the conversation at that point and tries to catch a few hours' sleep before she has to meet up with this guy in the morning.
Boy are things going to get stupid, she's pretty sure. ]
[ That depends on how much stupid she expected from this guy. As it was, he was at the shop bright and early wearing a smart suit with a small sunflower in his buttonhole. Earbuds in, he hummed softly as he took an appreciative sniff of his coffee while he waited for this Madsen person. ]
Anyway, she's there a little later in the morning in a casual outfit - t-shirt, light jacket, jeans and sneakers before ordering something strong - she's probably going to need it. ]
At any case, he waves at her the moment she got her drink, smiling wide. At least he wasn't making any noises, though he did pause for a moment of his waving in order to turn his phone off and tug his earbuds out. ]
[ He would apologize but he is a morning person. And a night person. And somehow not one of those people that get grumpy because of it.
Sandy would stand up and pull out the other chair but he had a feeling that she wasn't the kind of person that would appreciate that, so instead he waited for her to get settled. ]
How are you doing? It's nice to meet you in person.
[ She appreciates not getting into her space right now, especially considering how on-edge she's been lately, though she does at least seem to relax a little once she's settled in, hands wrapped tightly around the cup. ]
Been better, admittedly. But that's part of why I asked Dusty to get in contact with you. How much of my situation did he tell you about besides what we talked about with what that bitch did to me?
[ Can't blame the girl for being agitated considering what Amon did. Never mind her own personal added anger to how she had little control over the situation. ]
[ No, he can't. He looks at her, his wide smile fading to something gentler and more understanding, then he looks down, picking up his cup. ]
What did Dusty tell me? [ There was slight amusement in his voice, as if he didn't need to be told anything but he was humoring the word choices for the time being. ] You were in battle off and on since you were young, and that during an attempt to heal you, a person managed to fuse themselves to you. When you were fighting the demon, that soul was pulled from you as well.
[ Turning the cup around in his hand, Sandy hums a few notes, and for a moment the world seemed softer, calmer, and quieter. Then that faded as he took a sip. ]
But he didn't really tell me all of that. Some I noticed myself. Tell me, the soul that was a part of you, do they still live?
[ Madsen swallows, keeping her gaze firmly at her cup for a few more moments before she finally chances a glance back up at him, eyes widening and flashing for a brief moment when he mentions Nithal's soul being fused to hers. ]
That fight triggered it ...?
[ There's a brief sense of dread that invades her system before he starts to hum, calming her down momentarily. ]
... yes. He's alive and in his own body again. I met up with him a few days ago, nearly gave me a fucking coronary.
[ She didn't know? Well, it couldn't be helped and he would be a fool to think that she wouldn't put the information together on her own. It was luck that kept Nithal together long enough for the crafted body to be formed. Of course, the Fleshwright in question was an old master and such crafting was not impossible in the time limits, but still. It was not something done lightly by any power.
Even if there were favors owed that had to be answered, even from beings like him. ]
I would say less of being triggered and more of being of another way trying to open you to an influence. It's very hard to get hooks into someone who is two as one. Taking one away leaves a rawness that is so easy to push wider.
She must have really wanted you corrupted.
[ He could understand the pull. Madsen was a bright soul and if there was anything that demons loved, it was to take such souls and pull them under. She would have made a powerful demon if she had gone under. ]
You fought her off, and managed to leave without falling. That is good, but there is a lot of damage. A simple cleansing only addresses the taint. You may need a full Healing.
[ Madsen has to take her hands off the cup for fear of crushing it, clenching both fists until they were white-knuckled on the tabletop to keep them from shaking. The fact that Amon so candidly mentioned that she wanted to see her Fall, coupled with the implications of this...
Well, it explained why she felt to sick to her stomach every time she ended up thinking about this. ]
I wasn't alone in it.
[ That's right. Tae had come to her rescue, ready to fight her off should she lose herself. Madsen screws her eyes shut, shivering as she thought about what could've happened should Amon have gotten her hooks properly in her. ]
[ And he reaches over instinctively to lay his hands on hers, to calm the shaking. His touch was warm, like that of a sunlight through a glass pane during those lazy summer days, soothing and calm despite the callouses that spoke of a warrior's life. ]
It will be okay.
[ That she had others besides Dusty to help her was a good thing. Sandy had come to terms what Dusty stood for, he understood all the Balances that such a life lived in, but not everyone could live in such a way. So it was good to know she had others to call upon and that will fight with her. ]
Yes! A full Healing! Having the other soul getting ripped away like that leaves wounds and that on top of a demon's energy could be very bad.
[ Madsen takes a few deep breaths, trying to force herself out of the constant "what ifs" and worst-case scenarios - this is far from the first time she's had an internal crisis like this, but at the same time the stakes hadn't been this dire (or personal) in ... a while. Barring the whole incident with Amon, anyway.
When she opens her eyes, she's ... calmer, at least. ]
[ He waited for her to find her center and to calm down, waited until she was finally not trembling before he took his hands away and went back to his tea. It was cold, but a whispered note heated it up again. ]
We will. Finish your drink. We have some time and I think you may have questions over what I do?
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Ooooh then you're in luck! It's what I do a lot of and it's really nice and everything like a bath for the soul~
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OH! I'll have a little sunflower in my pocket so you'll know it's me, okay?
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I'll see you tomorrow little firebird. TRY NOT TO GET MAD IN THE MEANTIME! IT'S BAD!
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anyway, yeah, see you tomorrow
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Boy are things going to get stupid, she's pretty sure. ]
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Anyway, she's there a little later in the morning in a casual outfit - t-shirt, light jacket, jeans and sneakers before ordering something strong - she's probably going to need it. ]
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At any case, he waves at her the moment she got her drink, smiling wide. At least he wasn't making any noises, though he did pause for a moment of his waving in order to turn his phone off and tug his earbuds out. ]
Hello!
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Madsen does take a sip of her drink while she walks over to him, raising her free hand in a halfhearted wave. ]
... hi.
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Sandy would stand up and pull out the other chair but he had a feeling that she wasn't the kind of person that would appreciate that, so instead he waited for her to get settled. ]
How are you doing? It's nice to meet you in person.
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Been better, admittedly. But that's part of why I asked Dusty to get in contact with you. How much of my situation did he tell you about besides what we talked about with what that bitch did to me?
[ Can't blame the girl for being agitated considering what Amon did. Never mind her own personal added anger to how she had little control over the situation. ]
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What did Dusty tell me? [ There was slight amusement in his voice, as if he didn't need to be told anything but he was humoring the word choices for the time being. ] You were in battle off and on since you were young, and that during an attempt to heal you, a person managed to fuse themselves to you. When you were fighting the demon, that soul was pulled from you as well.
[ Turning the cup around in his hand, Sandy hums a few notes, and for a moment the world seemed softer, calmer, and quieter. Then that faded as he took a sip. ]
But he didn't really tell me all of that. Some I noticed myself. Tell me, the soul that was a part of you, do they still live?
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That fight triggered it ...?
[ There's a brief sense of dread that invades her system before he starts to hum, calming her down momentarily. ]
... yes. He's alive and in his own body again. I met up with him a few days ago, nearly gave me a fucking coronary.
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Even if there were favors owed that had to be answered, even from beings like him. ]
I would say less of being triggered and more of being of another way trying to open you to an influence. It's very hard to get hooks into someone who is two as one. Taking one away leaves a rawness that is so easy to push wider.
She must have really wanted you corrupted.
[ He could understand the pull. Madsen was a bright soul and if there was anything that demons loved, it was to take such souls and pull them under. She would have made a powerful demon if she had gone under. ]
You fought her off, and managed to leave without falling. That is good, but there is a lot of damage. A simple cleansing only addresses the taint. You may need a full Healing.
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Well, it explained why she felt to sick to her stomach every time she ended up thinking about this. ]
I wasn't alone in it.
[ That's right. Tae had come to her rescue, ready to fight her off should she lose herself. Madsen screws her eyes shut, shivering as she thought about what could've happened should Amon have gotten her hooks properly in her. ]
Though, hold on a sec. A "full Healing"?
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[ And he reaches over instinctively to lay his hands on hers, to calm the shaking. His touch was warm, like that of a sunlight through a glass pane during those lazy summer days, soothing and calm despite the callouses that spoke of a warrior's life. ]
It will be okay.
[ That she had others besides Dusty to help her was a good thing. Sandy had come to terms what Dusty stood for, he understood all the Balances that such a life lived in, but not everyone could live in such a way. So it was good to know she had others to call upon and that will fight with her. ]
Yes! A full Healing! Having the other soul getting ripped away like that leaves wounds and that on top of a demon's energy could be very bad.
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When she opens her eyes, she's ... calmer, at least. ]
... alright. Let's do this.
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We will. Finish your drink. We have some time and I think you may have questions over what I do?
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