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[hatesdeerstalkers]

James Moriarty
UN: 128nemesis

STATUS: Mathematics Professor ACCOLADES: PhD In Mathematics, Bachelors in Astronomy, Criminal Mastermind

BIO: Tutoring is available, though I do ask that you set it up with me to make sure that there will be no schedule conflicts for the both of us.

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[strings_theory]

[She'd been carefully listening to him until he's looking her in the eyes and she can feel herself sinking into the chair. There's something about it that unnerves her just a bit, not fright, but something more like embarrassment. How does she even answer that question? She hadn't really thought on it before...

Continuing on doesn't help this feeling, either, slowly taking a deep breath to hopefully calm down her frazzled nerves. What does she want? Where does she want to be? Who is she actually? She doesn't know, that's the problem.]

I... I don't know. [Her voice is soft, careful, hesitating on those words.]

I just want to go back to being normal, I guess? Be somewhere quiet where my reputation doesn't matter and I can just pretend none of this happened, not have to worry about the supernatural or any other bullshit like that?

I don't know how that'd even be... possible at this point, so it's just a real unobtainable dream than anything else.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

...If Nightfall is successfully defeated, you could use your involvement in it as a bargaining chip against anyone who would ask anything of you.

[His voice is calm, his hands lacing together on the desk - back straight, looking just like the professor he really is.]

Then again, it would be a simple thing for 'Jolyne Kujo' to die during Nightfall, and make a new identity for yourself if you truly wish to be free of this.

...The choice, however, is yours - and I am not completely aware of the circumstances surrounding you.

[strings_theory]

[A bargaining chip against anyone who asked anything of her? It wasn't necessarily a bad idea, as far as she was aware, no one had really done anything of this magnitude in her family other than... her father. And she was fairly sure he continued working on this kind of mess because he wanted to.

However, the last parts have her letting out a bark of a laugh and leaning back in her chair a bit.]

If only it was that simple! Even if I pretended to die, to get a new identity, this fucking birthmark is enough to give me away. And, evidently, trouble finds us whether we want it to or not, so I'm kinda stuck.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Hm...It is impossible to hide, conceal, or remove, then?

[If it's just a birthmark, then it's easily hidden, but....if it's magic bullshit, then he can understand the issue.]

Regardless, then merely use your success to argue for yourself, if they attempt to immediately press you into service after. At the very least, you should be able to get a few years to yourself.

...However. It may be best to eventually make peace with what your life has become - even as unfair as that may seem.

[strings_theory]

Yep. Tried concealer, it just sank into my skin like it never existed. I guess I could wear sleeves and cover it, but at the same time it seems to make us magnets to others, so even that wouldn't really stop it...

[It's all kind of magic bullshit curse nonsense and she hates it and doesn't entirely understand it still, herself.]

It's tempting to take those few years and find a way to disappear entirely, but given the Foundation... [She trails off with a frown.]

If anyone could find me, it'd be them.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[He hums, nodding at the comment about concealing the mark. Magic Bullshit sure is difficult to deal with.]

Did they ever make clear what it is that they want you to do after Nightfall is averted?

[strings_theory]

[Of course he brings that up and she's rubbing at her face with a slightly annoyed sigh.]

Not exactly, but if it's like any of the rest of my fucking family, then they'd want me to get involved in any Stand related bullshit that might pop up somewhere. Depends on the type, depends on the place.

Which, honestly, there's fucking at least four others still kicking around, so why the fuck does it matter? [One literally does not count, but it's fine.]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

And how often do you see yourself being called in for that sort of work?

[He's just trying to talk this out - if it's not often, then it's a pretty fair deal, honestly.]

[strings_theory]

[What? She's quiet for a moment as she mulls it over, not entirely sure how to even quantify such a thing...]

If they're going with home turf for each of us, which makes no sense since two of them are fucking Japanese, then I guess it depends on how much shit pops up in the states or I guess South America or what-the-fuck-ever.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Hm, yes....so, ultimately, it may be that you might not be called in often at all? Perhaps, say...thrice a year at most? Would that sort of thing truly be such an issue to you?