IC Contact Post [Hadriel]

[mismanagement]

This is Maketh Tua. State your business.

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[text]

[mismanagement]

Understood.

He does. I trust him.

[She doesn't trust easily.]

[text]

[tongueamok]

That is high praise in a place like this, where trust seems a rare commodity. He does try to do his best for the city, but it is not often easy, especially in such trying times.

[text]

[mismanagement]

Has something happened?

[text]

[tongueamok]

What hasn't happened is a more accurate question, what with the murders, the gods, the city splitting apart for a time.

[There's a pause, then he sends another text.]

Did you know the recently departed, Miss Tua?

[text]

[mismanagement]

[There are a lot of ways she could answer that.]

I did.

[text]

[tongueamok]

Ah.

I only knew Shadow. He was not always kind, but I do not believe he entirely deserved what happened to him.

[text]

[mismanagement]

No.

[Neither of them did.]

Shadow was difficult, sometimes. But I understood him. I suppose that was something.

[text]

[tongueamok]

What did you understand about him, if I may ask?

[His temper? His proclivity for violence? His arson ways?]

[text]

[mismanagement]

Being made for something violent.

Not so literal, in my case. But it


mattered. More than expected.

[text]

[tongueamok]

Perhaps you were made for violence, but it is you who chooses whether or not to be so in a place like this. It was his choice, as well.

[And when it comes to Shadow -- his choices with Carlisle, with Sato, probably with others -- he certainly did make his choice.]

[text]

[mismanagement]

You're correct, of course. I find it


difficult

sometimes. But that is not an excuse.