Didn't we just do this last week?
[It's starting to look like this is going to be a weekly occurrence.
Just like last week, Cabanela waits a while before he makes his rounds, writing everyone quick notes and sliding them under each occupied door.]
Stay strong.
If you don't want to be alone tonight, meet in the dining hall.
-Cabanela
[Like last week, Cabanela hasn't bothered to provide anyone with food-- that would just be... rude right now, he thinks. Upon first entering, you'll notice that there are now four lit candles in the center of one of the tables.
Feel free to leave mementos for the dead; it's probably appreciated.]
Just like last week, Cabanela waits a while before he makes his rounds, writing everyone quick notes and sliding them under each occupied door.]
If you don't want to be alone tonight, meet in the dining hall.
-Cabanela
[Like last week, Cabanela hasn't bothered to provide anyone with food-- that would just be... rude right now, he thinks. Upon first entering, you'll notice that there are now four lit candles in the center of one of the tables.
Feel free to leave mementos for the dead; it's probably appreciated.]

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[Because as much as he wanted to think otherwise, Dio's scattered memories knew he had come damn close to it somehow. The scar around his neck was proof enough of that.]
Besides that, I doubt I'm even at my full potential here. I should be able to make short work of that steel door in the foyer, and yet you may note it remains in one piece. Whatever the Conductor and his likely associates are, they've taken more than just material items and memories.
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To think we're dealing with such powerful adversaries isn't exactly the most reassuring thing in the world, though.
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[Damn amnesia.]
I don't care for the idea either. But physical strength is far from the only thing that decides the victor in a fight.
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