[Adikia] I owe you an apology. I was out of line, last night. Fear, real fear isn't a very common feeling for me, and knowing the power was out there, to kill us so easily. Well, it's taken care of, now.
I was rash, and disrespectful. Let me make it up to you, please.
[ooc: In the corners of Kakia's room framing the bed are two large potted rose bushes, blood red, thriving despite horrendously inadequate climate. There's a small army of bottles of liquor on a tray on the bed, various whiskeys largely populated with Gentleman Jack; hanging off of the most prominent bottle was a pair of handcuffs- maybe a suggestion, maybe a joke, but there nonetheless.]
[Dearest] The murderer has been taken care of. It was... a mortal, of all things, but he upheld the laws, and gave back the weapon and his knowledge. The threat's over. Which means... I have to go below.
I must make amends with Adikia, first- but then I'd. I will see you, before I go Down.
If anyone has business with myself or Eden, you should speak now. I'm not sure how long I'll be... away.