[@Affili][@Eyeris]
[h3]Charles Balderdash[/h3]
The blank pages annoyed Charles, almost laughing at him. Of course, he should’ve known there would’ve been a catch to such information. Though he couldn’t deny it was impressive the parchment had even survived this long given its apparent age.

“Well…” Charles held onto the last syllable. 

“I must admit the offer is very tempting.” He spoke like a reluctant customer. “but before I do accept I hope you don’t mind that I ask for a few specifics? Given my own magic I’m just curious how it might interact or even if it is even possible I could learn.”

"Furthermore." His voice took a more serious tone, and he closed the book. "How dangerous is this going to be? And how much will this training affect my current responsibilities?"

"Not that I mean to be rude, but I hope you understand given the apparent...nature." Charles didn't look convinced that was the word he wanted. "of necromancy I do have some reservations. But none-the-less it would be a very interesting thing to learn if I might be given a day or two to mull over your generous offer."

While Charles response hadn't been a yes it wasn't a no either by any stretch.

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[h3]Shannon[/h3]
Shannon decided that she liked Zesiro and considered him to be a very kind and curious Human. Never-the-less she was grateful to have the last of the machines removed and allowed to step off the examination table to at least attempt to stretch herself out. 

“I okay Zesiro friend.” Flashing a twisted grin Shannon quickly, on all six limbs, headed towards the door. “Let’s be another place. I no like this place.”

The door would be opened either by Zesiro opening it or Shannon breaking it open and twisting her large mass through. Regardless, Shannon didn’t like the corridor any better than the room; the lights were too bright and the walls were too white. Shannon barely repressed a shiver at how much this ‘Submarine’ reminded her off C.E.M. Even the big machines TRIDENT used were similar with the only difference was where Shannon sat.

How did Humans even get underwater in the first place? Maybe there was a window somewhere she could look through at the fishes.

“TRIDENT scary strange. TRIDENT like C.E.M, but not.” Shannon frowned as she tried to understand the concept. “We see fishies?”