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trusthell2017-02-04 03:41 pm
neverheardofhim) wrote in trusthell2017-02-04 03:41 pm
And it's the stars, the stars that lie to you.
[This week, Varric opted to take a page from Vanille’s book. Gathering everyone together after the roller-coaster that the first trial had been proved to be somewhat cathartic for himself. He hoped that it would prove to do the same for the others.]
[He wasn’t alone, of course, having found himself blessed with the most ragtag team of chefs and party-planners. He might have had words for and thoughts on Elda and Kimbley, Mikazuki was welcome company, and he wasn’t about to turn away potential allies, even in a fight as simple as cooking dinner.]
[Once everyone’s set to a task, baking a cake, brewing tea, or stirring stew (the only task Varric could think to assign Elda to), Varric excused himself to his room. His first task was writing up cards, each personally titled and signed by Varric.]
Food in the Library. 5 p.m. Don’t spend the night alone.
[Each note was slid under a door and accompanied by a single rap on the wood.]
[With his tasks completed, Varric returned to the kitchen to put out any potential fires and, with luck, set the food out. A table in the library would be adorned with plenty of tea, cake, pancakes courtesy of Viktor, and stew thanks mostly to Varric (sorry, Elda).]
[He wasn’t alone, of course, having found himself blessed with the most ragtag team of chefs and party-planners. He might have had words for and thoughts on Elda and Kimbley, Mikazuki was welcome company, and he wasn’t about to turn away potential allies, even in a fight as simple as cooking dinner.]
[Once everyone’s set to a task, baking a cake, brewing tea, or stirring stew (the only task Varric could think to assign Elda to), Varric excused himself to his room. His first task was writing up cards, each personally titled and signed by Varric.]
[Each note was slid under a door and accompanied by a single rap on the wood.]
[With his tasks completed, Varric returned to the kitchen to put out any potential fires and, with luck, set the food out. A table in the library would be adorned with plenty of tea, cake, pancakes courtesy of Viktor, and stew thanks mostly to Varric (sorry, Elda).]
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You're... a weird kid. Not just the eye, either.
[ That's a strange life he must lead then ]
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[He kind of lives that life every day, he is painfully aware of how unusual it is.]
But my point is, if I can do it, then it's possible that the Wordsmith can do it too.
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She shouldn't.
She hangs the hand with the sharpie limply at her side. She doesn't make eye contact ]
Does everything leave a ghost?
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...well, spirits don't, but that's because they're kind of already ghosts and the normal rules don't apply to them. But anything that is 'alive' and can be seen by humans, it leaves a ghost.
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[ Stop. ]
So they don't-
[ Stop. ]
You said it's different across worlds, so you can't speak for my dimension, of course.
[ stop.
Her throat is now too full to get the next words out ]
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My world connects to all worlds.
If you're worried about what happens to you when you die, come to my world before you do so.
1/2
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Come to his world, huh. ]
Vampires have a certain luxury of life, you know. [ She doesn't sound upbeat, but rather like she's talking about something else entirely. Maybe even the opposite ] as long as we keep ourselves well fed and hold on to our will, I don't know if there's any one who would pass.
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Right before he was about to be struck down, usually.
So give him a moment, that jolt of fear nearly makes him panic, and he has to take a few seconds to recover. He almost misses what she says next because of it, even. And it takes a couple tries for him to find his voice again, but when he speaks he sounds shaky and unsure of himself. And he's definitely trying to cover up that fear he just felt, but that's not going so well.]
I- Why- Is it something that bothers you? The thought of dying?
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Her throat is thick. It shows in her voice, as if she wanted to cry, but refused to do so. She did, after all, manage to smile somberly and say that last bit in an even tone. ]
I don't intend to die. I'm going to be there and meet my dear little grandson Ren's great-grandchildren.
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Well if it's not yourself you are worried about, then is it someone else?
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She doesn't want to tell him.
But her fingers are clenching and unclenching at her sides, there's no way she's going to finish this writing. And she decides - ]
I sure am, but my parents and the older ancestors got real ripe back in Europe. We left them behind somewhere in France.
[ The way she says it, that's meant to be a joke, but it doesn't come out quite right. ]
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[It all makes sense now, why she would keep asking about ghosts and spirits and such. After all, what person wouldn't care about their family?]
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Her lie continues, ]
Just a little bit curious. I've known of many who could see and talk to ghosts, but far fewer who could touch them, let alone claim that any who lived leave them.
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You know, if you wanted me to go to your world and look for your family, you could have just asked. My boss's shop appears to anyone who needs a wish granted, so if this is a wish of yours then it wouldn't have been hard to get in contact.
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She glances back ]
That's the second time you've said that. Since when is it easy to get between Hanyuu's dimension things.
[ wish granted? ]
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I don't really know how it all works. It's powerful magic, put in place a long time ago. But there's a shop that exists in my world, one that can pull people in from any world. The one catch is that it only reaches out to people who have a wish that needs to be granted. Because the shop owner, she grants wishes.
I work there part-time, cooking for the shop owner. That's how I knew about other worlds and stuff before that was even talked about here. I've seen people from many different worlds before.
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[ It's so...
That's so strange. ]
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When I found the shop, it just looked like an old house in an empty lot. I was going to just leave it be, but some invisible force dragged me in.
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[ Somehow that was easier to say than she expected ]
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[ She knows that's insensitive. But after everything tonight including her friendship ending argument with Varric earlier, she really doesn't care ]
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[His initial thought is to not tell her. Not so much because it's personal (he has absolutely no problems admitting to being an orphan, he came to terms with it ages ago), but moreso because Elda has shown in the past that she will take information like that and use it to hurt people. And Watanuki doesn't want to get hurt anymore.
But she's missing her parents too, right? Maybe having that common thing between them would be enough to make her not hurt him.]
Let's just say I understand what you're going through. Well, not the vampire part, but the rest of it.
[Hopefully that's enough for her to get the point.]
But regardless, it won't work. The price has to be exactly the same. If you try to bring back even one person that you truly care about, then you might have to let someone else you really care about die in their place.
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That wasn't the one coiling around her heart.
Still, that explanation makes her smile once more, turning away and picking up the sharpie so she can finish off Kyrie's eulogy. In the end, it'll read: ]
"Kyrie Ushiromiya used her gumption and intellect to help the rest of them find a hidden passage which led to the Wordsmith's doorstep. The burden of patience was great, but she was returned to her beloved husband and family."
[ It's a lie, of course. Probably an even bigger lie than the ones Tethras had put up for the other three. But it makes Elda feel better. ]
That sounds like the sort of things you'd hear in old myths. I hope you guys don't lie too much about the pricing.
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...I think that's a better end for Kyrie, though.
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