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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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[punkisntdead]

Sounds like I got myself somewhere to stop and shop, then. Thanks for the heads up.

[As if Sebastian had just said “hardware store” and not “workshop.”

There’s a moment of hesitation that follows after that though, where Chloe’s own dismayed anger at learning this news gives way to a bit of sympathy. Dude might not be feeling as pissed off now as he had when he first made this announcement, but he sure still isn’t happy. (Incredibly fucking weird feeling to just know that about someone without even seeing their face, by the way.) Which, you know, fair.]

And… sorry about that Shard of yours, man. That really sucks. There’s really no way to fix it?

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[ He almost thinks to correct her, but he decides against it. He’s fairly sure that Amos won’t mind. In fact, he’s not sure what Amos does mind, really… Just casually sending another Youth to Amos, it’s fine. ]

Thank you.

[ Like before when he’s been given sympathy, the emotion doesn’t match it, but he at least gives the thanks this time instead of ignoring it. There’s just not much in response emotionally, but it could be easily attributed to him clamping down on his feelings. ]

I sincerely doubt it can be repaired. Perhaps the stone itself could be put back together, but… There is no soul. This is something I am able to see, and thus, I am sure it is gone.

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[Amos Burton’s Home for Wayward Youths…]

Shit…

[The mismatch of emotion barely even registers with as focused as she is on the things she’s learning here (This dude can see souls? If anything happens to these little rocks, the people inside are just gone gone?). In person, she’s holding onto the Shard she’d recently been gifted pretty tightly. Here in the communion space, there is a bit of a roiling undercurrent stirring up in her presence and a much harder edge bleeding back into her tone.]

I hope you can find whoever pulled this stunt, then. I think you’re owed some revenge.

[Does she even know this guy? No, but she’s an avid believer in making people pay when someone you care about gets killed! A little off the mark in this particular instance, but…]

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[ …Interesting. He’s surprised yet again, but maybe he shouldn’t be. Zenith were more vengeful sorts, in his view. ]

I believe so too. Investigating it properly will be difficult… But perhaps someone will give them up for the crime.

[ Truly shattering a soul was a step above, after all. ]