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Ah, hello. You've reached Sophie, but I must be in the midst of something. If you have a question about self-defense or Teachers' Council, leave a message letting me know what precisely you're interested in and I'll get back to you.

...everyone else, do as you do, I suppose.

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All right. Let's have an example then.

...how am I supposed to even provide an example?

I'm not the one who wanted to argue the point. How should I know?

...I'll come up with a valid argument when my head's not spinning, all right? Just. Tell me I'm right and that's all I need to hear at the moment.

You do things for reasons. I like you anyway.

Maybe it's that I always have reasons but I don't always know what those reasons are.

That's the trick, isn't it? Figuring out your reasons.

[she knew he was a smart cookie]

...I...have a lot to think about now, don't I?

You do. But none of it bad.

...I guess not. ...thanks. This...wasn't exactly what I had in mind when I called you out here.

Somehow I guessed that. But it ended up all right, I think.

[and she's doing her level best to keep him from realizing how hard it was]

I probably could have avoided the screaming and crying bit, but yes.

Shut up. That was pretty well overdue and you know it.

What makes you so sure of that?

...do you honestly want the answer to that question?

Would I ask if I didn't?

Yes, I think you would.

[she sighs]

Because I had to literally trap you here to keep you from running away, that's why. Which I can't do again, incidentally. I can't. So you will have to be a modicum more reasonable in the future.

...I'm very used to running and burrowing myself in other work so I can compartmentalize everything and blank my mind. And if you try to trap me again I can't promise I won't bite you.

Yes, I know. But I did it for a reason beyond torturing you, you know.

And I just told you I can't. I'm not being facetious, I really can't. You shouldn't bite me, though, my blood tastes awful.

...your blood still fascinates me, by the way. [Because that's not a bizarre as fuck thing to say.]

You aren't using me for a potions experiment.

[she bops him lightly on the forehead with the tip of a finger. it'd have been the nose, but not today]

What do you want to know about it?

Mostly the coloring, of course. I don't use human blood often though.

You know, if you had to see one of my frequent nightmares, the other one would have been more helpful. In any case, there are realms of power in my world. I'm...actually not entirely sure why so much of my blood is black. My mother was a Saraman, and the Saraman line crossed with Elder creatures, who are of the Onyx realm. But my mother was at least part human, and my father is just human, as far as I know. I've never seen him bleed. My blood was red when I was younger, I suppose it changed somewhere along the line.

Anyway, the red in it now is...I don't know what it is in Asgard, actually. But that's what taints me. I drew on the power of the red realm, made myself part red essential. That...went poorly, and then I drew on gold. Which was also not an excellent long-term choice, but it served my purposes of that moment.

I've never heard of anyone's blood changing colors. How do you mean you draw on the power of the red and gold realm?

I mean I looked at the Devil's power, saw where it went, and then...became it, I suppose. It's power, but essentials are living manifestations of it, so I made myself a partial manifestation of that power.

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