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[sicharia]

Hello. [The person seated in front of the library terminal is a pale, white-haired woman dressed in something reminiscent of a nun's habit, though there's nothing to cover her head. One of her yellow eyes is covered with an eyepatch. She tries to smile and does about as well as one might expect of a person in her situation, the expression both pinched and weak.] My name is Claudia Kotomine. I've—just arrived.

[There's definitely some uncertainty in her voice about how she should describe the situation, but nonetheless, she carries on.] If there are any other members of the Holy Church here, I'd like to hear from them as soon as possible. Or— Anyone else I'm acquainted with. And, mm, even if there aren't...

[She trails off momentarily, her one visible eye flicking away from the terminal as she considers something. Her lips purse together for a moment, and then she sighs. Well, she doesn't want to be ungrateful—at least she's able to eat—but—]

Ah, it's just that the kitchen seems equipped to do a lot more than it currently is! [She laughs, but the sound is nervous.] Is the food always in the state that it is now? I just thought—if there are better ingredients around anywhere, I could make something nicer. I'm more than willing to share with anyone who helps me with this, so...

...Ah, in any case, thank you for your time. [She forces another slight smile.] If there's anything you would like to ask of me in turn, I'm happy to assist or answer you to the best of my ability.

[For those that would prefer action, immediately after this she can be found browsing the library (and frustrating herself with her inability to find anything of immediate use), and later on she'll be investigating the thirteenth floor/the cathedral.]

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[pinnaculum]

No, I never learned about religion. [Not only was he raised in a lab, but there aren't any extant churches that are still in use in his world, at least not where he lives.] What is God? Is he a spirit? Why does he love humans?

I see. Then I can kill them for you. [He's glad to be able to help, and he's good at killing.]

You're welcome. Much of my magic is healing-based. [He doesn't mind it so much. He can do enough damage with his own strength that he doesn't necessarily need damage-dealing Materia.]

[sicharia]

Mm, you don't know what a god is at all? [Not that she minds explaining, really.] I guess you could think of God as a spirit. The universe and everything in it was created by His hand—and of course He loves His creations.

[Him stating that he can kill things in her stead makes her pause. There are a lot of things she could ask, and she isn't quite sure where to start. She tries to hide her uncertainty with a smile, keeping her tone light when she replies.]

I see, I see. You must have been using a sword since you were very young, then, hm? Are you very skilled?

[pinnaculum]

I have heard of stories about a goddess, but they are only myths. [He's a bit of a skeptic.] How did God make everything? With magic?

Yes, I have been training for years. [For as long as he can remember.] I am very skilled, and my speed, strength, and endurance are enhanced. [World's best child soldier.]