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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tokiwong" data-source="post: 3097030" data-attributes="member: 961">Asimov nods, and lets the mages in.  He walks to the kitchen and gets a glass of water for Thessaly and a warm towel.  He heads upstairs for a few long moments.  The interior is relatively clean with shelves of books lining just about every wall.  There are several books on the floor by the couch, and there is no television in the living room.  Two lamps light the room. Asimov is upstairs for only a few moments before he returns, his hair wet and a towel in hand as he dries off his face.  He sighs taking a seat in a chair close to the unlit fireplace.  He rubs his temple with his hand and then speaks, “I plan to get some sleep tonight, and perhaps put my research aside for now.  I think you have done enough to help me, I have been experiencing black outs… loss of time.”“I was hoping to keep it under control, but I perhaps over reached,” he pauses as if thinking, “I can’t let this get out, I would owe you a great boon if you could keep this a secret for now.  The Order of the Wyvern would love another reason to clamp down on our cabal… perhaps even get us chased out of town.  Fascist bastards.”“Thessaly are you okay, I am sorry if I hurt you… I owe all of you an apology,” he gestures to Morrigan as well.</blockquote>