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Sure.

( She's neutral as ever, this is no bother or massive draw. Just what it is. A friend asking for her ear. )

What's up?

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Have you passed by my garden lately?

[He means that building he used to hang out at a lot that's been an ashen, charred mess for a month now.]

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Haven't been out of th' clinic lately.

( It's an admission. She's been spending more time here since more of their staff have disappeared, if for nothing but an attempt to make this place seem staffed. )

Why? Summat happen?

[tongueamok]

[He fights the immediate urge to hang up. This call was a terrible idea. He should just bury this, quietly make his amends, and never speak of it again. Glacius will understand eventually.]

Nevermind. It's just... um.

[... Won't he?]

How's, ah. The clinic been?

[Yes, because that's definitely what he called to ask.]

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( Right. Somehow, she's not entirely buying that it's a never mind situation. )

Fine.

( She's just overworked, undersupplied. Sure. Fine.

But that's not the point of this call, is it? )

What happened to your garden?

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Nothing. Nothing of note.

[This was a stupid idea, he reminds himself. Foolish, really. If he needs to get something off his chest, he should just talk to Glacius.

But he can't. He just can't. Not with this.]

It's just that... someone might have -- might, mind you -- caused some damage to it [he has made bigger understatements] and I know who it was and I can't tell- can't tell anyone and I feel that... that keeping it from certain people [i.e. Glacius] is perhaps not the right thing to do, given how much they, um. Given our current situation. That we're in. Me and... people.

[Hopefully, Kate hasn't unlearned the fine art of translating Carlisle in their time as ex-roommates.]

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( Carlisle. Carlisle, please. She doesn't have the patience for your dancing around the subject. )

You afraid they're gonna appear behind you if you say their name?

( What snark. She inhales sharply, then continues. )

Why can't you tell anyone?

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[The only thing keeping his answer from being immediate is the shaky, uneven breath he pulls in.]

I don't want anything to happen to him. He's my friend... or was.

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Say that, then.

( If you could hear a shrug through the phone, you would. )

Glacius'll understand.

( Sorry, Carlisle. She can translate enough, or at least pay enough attention to figure things out. See: your last pamphlet. )

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[A sigh. How obvious is it? Is it just as obvious who he's protecting with his silence?]

I... I don't know if he will. Anything he would do would be with the best intentions, but—

[Another unsteady breath.] But I deserved this. I deserved what happened, and I cannot let him be involved.

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And why'd you deserve it?

( Her voice is sharper than before. Carlisle, she's really going to need answers if she's to help in any way. )

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I dominated his— the person who burned my garden— I subverted his will, Kate.

[So that nothing of note that happened to his garden might be a bit more than he initially implied.]

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Why?

( That sharpness disappears, replaced by something more neutral. She's never had reason to believe that the kind of ability Carlisle displays is inherently bad, has known people with abilities like it and considers them among her closest friends.

And what she knows of Carlisle, she believes in him well enough to think that he wouldn't intentionally do so without reason. That accident and intent are different enough to make the situation change drastically. )

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[Carlisle, on the other hand, can't hardly consider his abilities anything but evil, considering what he's been told all his life and the reputation the twice-cursed have. Anyone who has such abilities might not be vile, but a person who would use them willinging surely is.]

It was when the fog came to the city. He took me to one of the temples and tried to get me to stay there. I- I couldn't. I can't stay in one of the homes of the false gods.

[He sighs, his breath shaky.]

I forced him to leave me be. It's not the worst thing I could have done, but a sin upon my soul regardless.

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And he's still mad-

( Katherine.

Okay, she does catch herself before finishing that mildly incredulous sounding outburst. Hell, she's pretty sure most people have forgiven, or at least forgotten to be pissed off at her, Sharon and Bianca after what they pulled. )

You fucked up and he destroyed your garden? ( Just checking that she's getting this right. And now Carlisle wants to tell Glacius but feels that he can't.

She inhales deeply. )

Tell Glacius what you told me. You don't want owt done 'cause he's a friend. Might upset him but he's not th' kind of person to ignore your wishes. More upset to find out some other way.

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[He sighs. He knows that's what he should do, but it's so much harder to actually go through with it than it is to talk about it, especially when Carlisle still thinks of himself as having been completely in the wrong, as having been the first to betray Shadow's friendship.

Not that they were exactly friends at the time, but he had certainly considered them as much later. Nowadays, he's not so sure.]

You're right. I will do that... at some point.

[Hopefully soonish, but that's a bit optimistic.]

Thank you, Kate.

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No problem.

Take care of him, reet?

( If she finds out he's upset because of you, Carlisle, she's going to have your head. )

Talk to you later.