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Well - here I am, then, back among the masses, and let none say that this realm is completely without its kindness. The name of my home city is Tezzei. Oh, it was not real, to be sure. But the name was real, and that is all that I need.

You've done without me somehow, I hope, Capitan Kiba. I shall return to duty as soon as it pleases you.

And you, mia doma Mona Lisa. There is something I wish for you to see.

[Storm clouds are gathering over a part of the city again. The dead walk.

Saul, alive and looking well, is a short way away from the doors of the warehouse where he met his end, two weeks past, not standing, but kneeling, head bowed and hands together. Praying softly in his own language, a rising and falling murmur. The words are unintelligible, but full of intent.

As he rises to his feet, a wind sweeps up around him. Nothing of his power has been lessened by death, it seems.]

Make this a first sacrifice.

[The lightning bolt punches clean through the roof of the building, smashing it to pieces and shattering every window. Soon a fire is burning. In some hours, the place where he died would be nothing but ash and ruins.

Saul nods to himself, in profound satisfaction. He salutes the pyre.]

Praise spirits, land and gods. I am alive.

[It's a rainy day at Adstringendum, but as the feed clicks on, the heavy fog that has been shrouding the Northwestern riverside appears to have lifted. Saul is just outside his house, kneeling at his Mehregan altar. Though both it and his outfit are far less fancy and decorated than last year, he is just as intent on his prayer, perhaps even more.

It's clear - and not just to the discerning onlooker - that he still is not properly recovered from his run-in with the Kyuubi - still bandaged in places, still stiff and even a little shaky. Not an unexpected fate for someone who heals at a normal human rate and hasn't sought the help of any healer. His hair hasn't been cut in a while and the rain turns it into a damp mane, more brown than golden, falling over his face.

As he finishes his prayer, though, and softly sings his holiday song, there's a subtle change in the weather: a parting of the clouds, and the view is briefly washed in shimmering sunlight. Sail opens one eye, then the other, and smiles. More likely it's just good luck, rather than divine providence; but Saul is a great believer in luck.]

[The feed clicks on to a view blurred by heavy rain. In the not-so-far background towers the wall of the Inner City. The figure that peers down at the PCD, shaking the device, is at first shadowed and difficult to make out. A few hard taps later, however, the view clears.

Saul grins at the camera. It's a bit of a shaky grin - he looks exhausted, underfed and somewhat battered, generally the worse for wear. But there's a scary sort of light in those eyes. He looks very pleased with himself.]

Ah - still working. Good, good.

[He chuckles very softly, glancing back at the wall, then again at the device.]

Well, then - doma Bao. I'll be seeing you, I believe.

[That said, Saul's hand drops to his side, affording a brief view of him standing, braced against a building wall, head tilted back and eyes and mouth open to the rain, before he starts moving - slow and stiff but purposeful - and the feed switches off.]

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