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[ By the time Sebastian reaches out in Communion, he’s already felt the fullness of his rage and taken it out. Viciously. It’s an occasion where he’s grateful for what Ryad provides, lest he had to express it in a more troublesome way.

Sebastian’s usual affect is warm and friendly, if with a polite distance, but today, it’s ice cold. His Communion is always expressed as something dark, but there’s a secondary sensation that comes today as well. It’s the unsettling sensation of being watched that makes someone’s hair raise. After all, there’s uncountable eyes in that abyssal dark. ]

I shall be brief. Someone broke into my home a few days ago and left a “gift” most unwelcome. A Shard belonging to someone from my home. Yet, though I kept it isolated to inspect it further, that did not seem to matter. It infected the Shard that Lady Yima gave me. A Shard that is now no more, for it burst. The soul that was in that little rock is no more.

[ His voice becomes more tense at that last sentence. It’s clear he’s very intentionally holding back his temper significantly. ]

I make this announcement for my fellow Zenites’ sake that they might destroy any they come upon immediately. Also to inform them that there is a way for these Shards to be tampered with that has been exploited. But let me also be clear.

I will find whoever was unwise enough to step into my home and play with my pet. I went through great lengths to obtain that soul, and I do not take kindly to being robbed of it. But there is no need for threats beyond that, is there?

[ So he says, but it’s crystal clear—Whoever it was, they’re in grave danger if they’re discovered. ]

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[ At the moment, he doesn’t care about what it means for their Shards so much. He’s pretty singularly focused on losing his meal, but he doesn’t let that seep in. ]

Clearly, someone disagrees with you. If they wanted to strike at Zenites where it is most tender, they have figured out their mark. That much is obvious, I now say with regret.

[hauntedking]

If one doesn't care for the cost of collateral damage, those do seem an obvious target, I must admit.

[ The thought has crossed his mind - and come up in conversation. It's a point of weakness; a way to strike at the leverage that Yima has. A threat and a promise that Yima cannot keep her side of the bargain because she cannot protect them.

A rather cold and brutal calculus that Dimitri does not like but sees the logic behind. ]

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Indeed. Which I am well aware that some of your allies do not.

[ It’s said accusingly, and he doesn’t exactly care that it’s hypocritical in his particular case. He’s just mad to lose his prize. ]

Who has spoken of it?

[hauntedking]

[ There's a pause. A moment of deep quiet. ]

I do not remember such a thing being brought up to me.

[ As much as he doesn't like the idea of smashing shards, he likes the idea of giving Sebastian ammo about as little.

And technically the truth, since the physical smashing was more along the lines of their discussion. ]

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[ Sebastian makes a sound of irritation where his sneer is clear, but he brings it under control. ]

You needn’t lie when you have already said as much, but fine. If it is truly so startling to you, then I suggest you investigate your allies. Clearly, not all agree that this is something off limits.

[hauntedking]

[ He doesn't wanna snitch. ]

I will look into it myself and I will see what I uncover.

[cutlery]

Normally, I would not, but in only this… I wish you luck. I hope that you will at least do me the service of telling me who is responsible should you find them.

[hauntedking]

We will see.

[ He doesn't know if he will. Some part of him believes that it would be right to say... and another part isn't sure if he ought to. ]