'Dangerous Persons' Deleted Scenes and Extended Ending

Lief's Thoughts #1
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Gurashi listens to you closely with interest, eyes widening. "Oh... that is amazing," He whispers, watching Bizirik bow, then stand up on its hind legs, feet against the base of Savit's perch. "...found her in Undervault. In the Colony."

Quiet, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says, "Was sort of like how found Glomdoring through Voice of Mahalla - was like could hear her singing..."

Bizirik, the leothin paces anxiously at the base of a genteel peacock crowned with a crest of bright scarlet drooping to one side's perch, looking for some way to climb up and continue to interact with the bird. "Sort of, maybe."

You have emoted: "Is there not much singing in the Undervault?" Lief asks curiously, watching Gurashi's face as she does. Savit croons down at Bizirik, the leothin, then flaps his wings and lifts off, tailfeathers rippling in waves after him as he circles, then finds a new perch upon a white cushioned wicker bench.

Bizirik, the leothin's long forked tongue lolls out as it bounds after the bird with great, hopping leaps. "Is very quiet, really," He admits, then looks at you, bringing up his hands. "Sometimes are deep sounds, like vibrations. Is not much music."

Bizirik, the leothin stops before the bench, resting its head on the seat and staring up at a genteel peacock crowned with a crest of bright scarlet drooping to one side playfully.

You have emoted: Lief makes a thoughtful sound in her throat, contemplative.

You think to yourself: He was drawn to Glomdoring by the music of the Forest. And yet one of its protectors is the Silent...and Gurashi...does he like the silence, too?

After a little moment, you ask Gurashi, "Do you like the quiet, too?"

Bizirik, the leothin lets out a noise resembling a bark at a genteel peacock crowned with a crest of bright scarlet drooping to one side, though there is little of anything intimidating about it.

Gurashi's expression drops. He leans against the fountain, resting his hands on the ledge.

The melodious voice of Gurashi resonates in your mind, "No."

You have emoted: Savit squawks musically at Bizirik, the leothin in answer as Lief watches Gurashi.

You have emoted: Lief's ears twitch, but not to the play engaged by the two animals nearby.

You think to yourself: Then...

Bizirik, the leothin's mouth opens, paused as if ready to bark again, utterly delighted.

Bizirik, the leothin returns the musical squawk perfectly to a genteel peacock crowned with a crest of bright scarlet drooping to one side, circling the bench excitedly.

Carrying on from before, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe asks you, "She was in Cyaethl Colony. Have been?"

Lief's Thoughts #2
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You have emoted: Lief looks over at Gurashi again, smiling softly. "It's okay if you are," she offers. "I prefer meaningful conversation. I would like to see you with a measure of peace."

Canting her antlered head, you ask Gurashi, "So you *will* see her again sometime, right? You won't push her away?"

Gurashi stares implacably at you.

Gurashi nods shyly, once.

Gurashi stares implacably at you.

You have emoted: Lief exhales a soft, relieved sigh, then smiles again, deeper. "Good."

You think to yourself: Then you won't push me away again.

Gurashi's mandibles click shut, looking tense, contemplative.

You have emoted: Lief watches Gurashi's face inquisitively, her fingers clasping one another in her lap.

Lief's Thoughts #3, and the Extended Ending
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Beaming and quite suddenly, you say, "I am so very glad we are friends, Gurashi."

Gurashi looks down at the pendant the moment before you speaks, antennae twitching.

Gurashi nods his head at you.

You have emoted: Lief's wings hum as she bobs merrily in the air, beaming at Gurashi with brimming warmth.

You think to yourself: I will not let him fall to darkness.

Gurashi swallows hard, then adds a quiet, "am too."

Gurashi twiddles his thumbs.

Lifting his head, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to you, "Am sorry. Have taken much of your time this month." (<--edited this typo <3)

You have emoted: Lief flits a merry circle about Gurashi. "I don't think that's a bad thing. You are always free to visit me here, you know."

Gurashi nods his head at you.

Quietly, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to you, "Likewise."

You flash Gurashi a joyous smile.

Gurashi looks to Bizirik flouncing about in the fountain. "Come on Bizi. We gotta go."

Bizirik, the leothin snorts, dragging its wet body out of the fountain sulkingly.

Softly, Exemplar of the Tah'vrai, Gurashi An'Ryshe says to you, "Many thank yous for gift..."

Warmly and quietly, you say to Gurashi, "Thank you for accepting the fruits of my own meditations."

A genteel peacock crowned with a crest of bright scarlet drooping to one side carefully preens his lustrous plumage, drawing the feathers slowly through his beak.

Gurashi nods his head emphatically.

Gurashi looks over to Savit, offering a wave.

Gurashi, riding Bizirik, the leothin, drifts etherward, trailed by the hauntingly beautiful notes that dance upon the air.
With a great sweep of its tail, Bizirik breaks off to the ether.

You have emoted: Lief hovers near the fountain, watching where Gurashi had left through. The force of her smile eases somewhat, and her fingertips touch her kimono robe, over her heart.

You stroke a genteel peacock crowned with a crest of bright scarlet drooping to one side tenderly.

A genteel peacock crowned with a crest of bright scarlet drooping to one side fans his tail open behind him, extending the feathers in a stunning crescent before you.

The faint scent of snapdragons lingers in the air.

You have emoted: Lief drifts near a genteel peacock crowned with a crest of bright scarlet drooping to one side, inhaling the wildflower's fragrance by instinct, barely perceptible beneath the stronger scent of the crossvine flowers growing here. And then she freezes, her head whipping from side to side.

You think to yourself: That scent shouldn't be here...

You have emoted: Lief hesitates, then lowers herself to the mossy stones underfoot, hand resting against Savit's back. "Must have been my imagination," she murmurs to the peacock, her shoulders unknotting.