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Xaldin is sitting in the bar with a sign. Xigbar wrote the sign and it reflects his taste in speech. However the sentiment is correct.

Wanted: One professional shrink who's okay with magic and shit.'

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[ostro_goth]

"Greetings, Xaldin," Teja says, coming to his table. "Would you speak with me even though I have not one of those?"

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"Of course." Xaldin says, pushing a chair out. "I apologise for having been gone so much. Seeking worlds takes time. How have you been?"

[ostro_goth]

Teja sits.

"I can understand that it does," he says. "I have been busy, lucky in some things, unlucky in others, as any living man. I have been very grateful for that apron you gave me last year, also."

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"I am very glad." Xaldin nods, fingers tapping just above the table. "Have I missed anything of great import?"

[ostro_goth]

"No, you came back for the thing of greatest import lately," Teja says. "There is a rogue blood-drinker loose in the grounds and corridor. His name is Vlad Tepesh, also known as Dracula -- a being of great myth and power."

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"Oh. Vampires." Xaldin is not impressed and his dismissive hand-gesture shows it.

[ostro_goth]

"I hoped you'd think so," Teja says. "He's been annoying, biting women uninvitedly."

[gorgonfondness]

"I'd find you a professional shrink if I knew what one was," Mia says, far more prominently pregnant than she was the last time Xaldin saw her.

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"Good day, Mia." he stands and offers her a chair rather less casually than he did for Teja, hand fluttering a little. He'd like to do the belly-touch but won't without permission.

[gorgonfondness]

"Good day, Xaldin," she says, taking the offered seat, her hands on her belly.

"You were right. It's amazing."

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He detangles his hand gently so that he can take his glove off and set it back on her belly without the glove in the way. "Yes. I am not surprised. How have you been?"

It's amazing. It's not the first time he's had one hand on a pregnant woman's belly, but it's as amazing this time as it was the first.

[gorgonfondness]

"Healthy, happy, but anxious and a little tired of always having to run to the bathroom."

She smiles, looking at Xaldin's hand on her belly.

"Only seven weeks left."

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"So soon - I had not realized I was gone so long. Forgive me?" he finally pulls his hand away and digs in his pocket. An anklet is eventually produced, "Here. It has extra protect spells in it. For the baby."

[command_dot_com]

Sadly, the green woman cautiously eyeing him while she approaches doesn't seem to be offering either.

"Beg, pardon...but are you one of the..Nobodies?"

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"I was." Xaldin says as he turns to her with a closed off expression "I am Somebody now."

[command_dot_com]

"...What's the difference?" Cue a slightly more confused, but still wary face. "I don't ask to offend, just to find answers."

There are still others about, after all.

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His hand comes up in a graceful arc and the fingers of his gloved hand rest on his chest "I have a heart."

[command_dot_com]

"...I'm still not understanding the whole of it, what is a Nobody? Exactly, without poetic speech."

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"A Nobody is the body and mind of a person who has had their literal and figurative heart removed. They have neither the capacity for emotion nor the organ which pumps blood." Xaldin says in plain words "They are an abomination on the face of the universe which all that is real, be it good or be it evil, attempts to destroy without even realizing it. It is a partial person with only one remaining drive; the need to regain what was lost and be whole."

[wheelsy_sheriff]

It's been quite a long time since Bill met Xaldin and Xigbar, but he remembers enough for recognition when he walks by.

(Kind of hard to forget the ones who introduced him to Atlantean).

Giving Xaldin a friendly smile, there's curiosity in his expression as he headtilts a bit at the sign.

"Shrink?"

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"Psychologist." Xaldin says quietly "We have a colleague in need."

[wheelsy_sheriff]

Bill nods, and has sense enough not to ask who or for what.

"Well, uh, there's a guy here named Malcolm Crowe. He's a doctor an' does that kind of thing."

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"Malcolm Crowe." Xaldin repeats as he digs a sticky note out of his pocket and writes it down "Does he have experience with magic?"

[wheelsy_sheriff]

"Well, he works here so I'm assumin' he does. All the crazy that happens 'round this place." He gives a small shrug and smile.

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"Fair point." Xaldin states with a nod "We will look for him. Thank you."