[ The amusement is clear even as they move on to take hold of the book that has now been deposited onto them. Let's see now... their hands are very careful, fingers lingering on the cover.
Stars. Always stars. (...) Before it can be picked on, they're already gently opening it before turning it so that Siffrin can get a good look. Slow, calculated flipping through the page as they skim the words. ]
Hmmm. For whatever the reason, it seems you've got your hands on someone's diary?
[ A glance to the side to peek at Siffrin, seeing their attention enraptured by the book. Well. Enter the Housemaiden, Mirabelle. ]
Shall I read it out loud? [ This passage here. ] "No one can understand what I've been through. Not my friends, not my family, no one. If no one can understand me, if I'm doomed to never be truly seen by another... if I'm the only one who can understand what I've gone through... then, couldn't I just create another self? Another me? Someone I could talk to, who could understand?"
A lot of it is this hopeless rambling. [ Flipping the pages along... ] A bit of theorizing?
It does seem difficult, doesn't it? Try as they may, they wouldn't receive the exact kind of results that they want.
[ Skimming along, passing by the harder to read scribbling, some words hardly legible. ]
..Oh! This might be something... "I've figured it out. How to create another me. Body Craft didn't work. Crafting clay didn't work. Nor wood, or marble. Nothing worked. But one thing could--"
[ Their finger stops at the next words. The text as clear as day with the words "Wish Craft." Their expression changes to one best described as surprise. ]
Why does that... sound so familiar...? You try and remember, but... it's been months, now. Why... Why? It's important, isn't it? It sounds important. No, you know it is, but why?) ]
[ With that recognition, they look back to the passage and turn the page over. Keep going. ]
"My wish came true. I will always be understood, now." That sounds impossible, and yet they did it..? A Craft that allows you to do the impossible... like creating..?
[ It does bring up so many possibilities and potential what-if's, doesn't it? For something like that to be real, it just has to be? Oh, it had been some time ago but they remember it, they remember that feeling. ]
Stars, that's something, isn't it? That's a new lead! And it just went and showed up on your doorstep!!
Finally, indeed! [ Loop watches them, that light they saw before isn't ever burning as before, but it's still a bit there so... ] No, I suppose it doesn't matter here, but it will matter later. Though I hardly think I have that much of a hand in it..
But see? You are getting somewhere. As I said before, we'll get you out of it soon enough. [ (...) ] Hmmm, I was thinking how I'd probably have to send you on a book chase next to see if you can read anything about it on those books you should be able to read now but.
Not exactly something we can do while we're here. [ Their hands come together. ] Still! You'll know what to do next, at the very least!
I wonder... if you can use it here, like we can our other Crafts.
[ The gears turn. Maybe, maybe if they could figure out how, maybe they could just wish the kaiju away, and then everyone can go back home and
and then it'd be back to the normal. The same two days, over and over again, with a lead. Back to the stage. To the same script known by heart, to the familiar side of the curtains to start again, and again, and again until something breaks.
(...
For some reason, your stomach twists. Wasn't that good, though? That this world would be safe? That everyone could go home? That you could return to the tedious grind, but with new knowledge? Of course it was.) ]
[ Ha. Hahaha. It takes everything not to laugh at that thought. Instead, Loop nods as they raise a hand to lightly tap a finger beneath their starry head. ]
If we could learn how to use it, maybe! We could! Though there's the possibility it might not work here as well. So we would have to consider our options then, without relying on it too much.
[ A small stretch, leaving the book there with a light close as they lean back to rest on their hands with small kicks of their feet. ]
Strange for it to show up here at all but. Since one did, it's possible more could, yes.
[ If they could learn... All they need to do is learn how to use it. Easy. That shouldn't be too hard. So much could be solved, if they could learn how to use it. Surely it can be used here. Why not? What would stop it?
The Universe here, too. The sky is proof. Isn't that enough?
(Not that you get why, but isn't it? It's a feeling.) ]
... There was a festival for wishes a few months ago, but they "tied" theirs up, so I wonder if they even went anywhere.
[ Since that's what the leaves are for! To fly away and bring wishes with them. ]
[ Fortunately Siffrin leaves it at that, and Loop is anything but ready to move on from that particular thought. Using Wish Craft here... were it that easy, would they still be here? No. What point is there to being here? To staying here?
(...)
No point in wasting another thought on it. They have their lead back for the loops, and that's all they can suffice for now. So, they look over at the beginning mention of a festival but brows furrow. ]
"Tied" them up.. in a case like that, don't they seem more like wishful thinking? Or perhaps wishing for something you know that may not come true?
[ That bit at least doesn't seem familiar to Loop, another thought coming up but one they promptly squash down. Instead, choosing to pluck a precarious leaf from close by, holding it up to twirl in between their fingers. ]
Someone spoke of multiple Universes with me, claiming there is numerous out there and extending from where they're from. Said that the Universe I know is different from what they know. Imagine that! A Universe different from another's. [ ... ] Maybe that's why nobody understood?
[ Though, thinking of it as wishful thinking, or that they're wishing for things they know won't come true...
(You'd wished for something, too.
... It was a clumsy thing, though, and looking at Loop makes you wonder if it's started to come true anyway.) ]
Maybe. There are all kinds of people here, from places I'd never think would exist, so... I guess that makes sense. The festival was fun anyway. I won a fish.
[ Readily agreement, still lightly swinging their legs to-and-fro even as Siffrin looks their way. Their head tilting as they consider his words with a hum. ]
All kinds of places! Ones capable of seeing color at that! [ Still weird! But. Wait. ] A.. fish?
Hold on they're getting up to scurry off again. Don't worry. Siffrin will be back with a floating mechanical fish in tow, Loop has a few mins of quiet. It's the same sort of thought behind the hummingbird drones in how it flies, and is apparently quite colorful judging by the shades. ]
Loop just blinks, confused, watching them just scurry off and they have half a thought, half of half a thought to follow, before they leave it be. It's whatever!! Siffrin can do whatever he pleases!! A few minutes of quiet really does stretch on, back to napping they go. Well, not really, given they open one eye when Siffirn comes right on back with a little duckling in tow. Or a fish to be exact.
Watches it, a clear look of curiosity as they try to get a better look. ] What does it do?
Apparently that's it. Siffrin's coming to sit down again, Niyaj in tow. Just... floating there. Though it does seem interested in Loop, hello, fish friend here. ]
I won two of them, so I gave one to my companion. I also have some charms from then, too... Um.
[ What had they been for... ]
... Success, luck, and good health. Though I heard later they work better when given as gifts, so I'll give them to people who need them sometime. Well-wishes and all. It was fun, and not as crowded as I think it usually might be because of everything.
Hello, little fish friend. A hand raises, as if to poke the little floating device, curiosity still drawn to it. There's a bit of a fascinated look to their eyes but they try to smooth it over by refocusing on the conversation. ]
Charms? [ A nod after, well that makes sense to them. Well-wishes was exactly how they thought it so they carry on. ] No, from a place dealing with monstrous invasions, there doesn't sound like there would be much reason for festivals and the like.
[ But! Clasps their hands together. ] Then again! Dormont was the same way, was it not? A party before the end. So maybe it isn't too surprising.
[ Siffrin watches them interact until they stop, an idea settling in mind, before nodding. ]
Yeah. At least if they all got frozen, then they'd be frozen with smiles. At least if they all died, then they'd die with their last day full of good memories.
[ (It still doesn't make a ton of sense to you, but.
That's a culture difference, maybe. You wonder what you would have done in their position.) ]
I guess there's not much anyone can do but live normally. Um... I had stick food, and... I napped for a little bit, and there were fake fireworks too... And then I went back to my room.
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With that same annoyed expression that goes with Loop's teasing, Siffrin sets the book in the other's lap. Yes. ]
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[ The amusement is clear even as they move on to take hold of the book that has now been deposited onto them. Let's see now... their hands are very careful, fingers lingering on the cover.
Stars. Always stars. (...) Before it can be picked on, they're already gently opening it before turning it so that Siffrin can get a good look. Slow, calculated flipping through the page as they skim the words. ]
Hmmm. For whatever the reason, it seems you've got your hands on someone's diary?
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(... That lingering... Was it theirs? No, why would it be. Could it? It isn't like you know where it came from.) ]
A diary? [ ... ] Okay.
[ So what? Read on. What's privacy. ]
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[ A glance to the side to peek at Siffrin, seeing their attention enraptured by the book. Well. Enter the Housemaiden, Mirabelle. ]
Shall I read it out loud? [ This passage here. ] "No one can understand what I've been through. Not my friends, not my family, no one. If no one can understand me, if I'm doomed to never be truly seen by another... if I'm the only one who can understand what I've gone through... then, couldn't I just create another self? Another me? Someone I could talk to, who could understand?"
A lot of it is this hopeless rambling. [ Flipping the pages along... ] A bit of theorizing?
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But...
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It does sound sort of familiar, in the way that anguish sometimes speaks to the heart. Still, they're so dramatic.) ]
I guess they could make themselves out of clay, but... it wouldn't talk back. Probably. It seems difficult to make another you.
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[ Skimming along, passing by the harder to read scribbling, some words hardly legible. ]
..Oh! This might be something... "I've figured it out. How to create another me. Body Craft didn't work. Crafting clay didn't work. Nor wood, or marble. Nothing worked. But one thing could--"
[ Their finger stops at the next words. The text as clear as day with the words "Wish Craft." Their expression changes to one best described as surprise. ]
"Wish Craft will make my wish come true."
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Why does that... sound so familiar...? You try and remember, but... it's been months, now. Why... Why? It's important, isn't it? It sounds important. No, you know it is, but why?) ]
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A little push, is it? A glance is all they need to see for themselves, the struggle that shows. Loop looks up, as if giving it some thought. ]
..Didn't the King mention it to you before? About Wish Craft.
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Did they do it?! Did their wish come true?! Did they make another them?!
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"My wish came true. I will always be understood, now." That sounds impossible, and yet they did it..? A Craft that allows you to do the impossible... like creating..?
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[ (It sounds too good to be true!!! But!!! It has to be!!!!!) ]
Maybe that's how! That's why! Something to do with Wish Craft!
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[ It does bring up so many possibilities and potential what-if's, doesn't it? For something like that to be real, it just has to be? Oh, it had been some time ago but they remember it, they remember that feeling. ]
Stars, that's something, isn't it? That's a new lead! And it just went and showed up on your doorstep!!
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[ ... The enthusiasm fades, like a clock ticking over the hour. But Siffrin still smiles, because it's something, it's something. ]
And... it doesn't matter, here. But it's something new, Loop. Finally. It's like you brought it along.
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But see? You are getting somewhere. As I said before, we'll get you out of it soon enough. [ (...) ] Hmmm, I was thinking how I'd probably have to send you on a book chase next to see if you can read anything about it on those books you should be able to read now but.
Not exactly something we can do while we're here. [ Their hands come together. ] Still! You'll know what to do next, at the very least!
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[ (... Hmmm.) ]
I wonder... if you can use it here, like we can our other Crafts.
[ The gears turn. Maybe, maybe if they could figure out how, maybe they could just wish the kaiju away, and then everyone can go back home and
and then it'd be back to the normal. The same two days, over and over again, with a lead. Back to the stage. To the same script known by heart, to the familiar side of the curtains to start again, and again, and again until something breaks.
(...
For some reason, your stomach twists. Wasn't that good, though? That this world would be safe? That everyone could go home? That you could return to the tedious grind, but with new knowledge? Of course it was.) ]
Maybe others will turn up on my doorstep, too.
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If we could learn how to use it, maybe! We could! Though there's the possibility it might not work here as well. So we would have to consider our options then, without relying on it too much.
[ A small stretch, leaving the book there with a light close as they lean back to rest on their hands with small kicks of their feet. ]
Strange for it to show up here at all but. Since one did, it's possible more could, yes.
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The Universe here, too. The sky is proof. Isn't that enough?
(Not that you get why, but isn't it? It's a feeling.) ]
... There was a festival for wishes a few months ago, but they "tied" theirs up, so I wonder if they even went anywhere.
[ Since that's what the leaves are for! To fly away and bring wishes with them. ]
No one understood what I meant when I asked.
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(...)
No point in wasting another thought on it. They have their lead back for the loops, and that's all they can suffice for now. So, they look over at the beginning mention of a festival but brows furrow. ]
"Tied" them up.. in a case like that, don't they seem more like wishful thinking? Or perhaps wishing for something you know that may not come true?
[ That bit at least doesn't seem familiar to Loop, another thought coming up but one they promptly squash down. Instead, choosing to pluck a precarious leaf from close by, holding it up to twirl in between their fingers. ]
Someone spoke of multiple Universes with me, claiming there is numerous out there and extending from where they're from. Said that the Universe I know is different from what they know. Imagine that! A Universe different from another's. [ ... ] Maybe that's why nobody understood?
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[ Though, thinking of it as wishful thinking, or that they're wishing for things they know won't come true...
(You'd wished for something, too.
... It was a clumsy thing, though, and looking at Loop makes you wonder if it's started to come true anyway.) ]
Maybe. There are all kinds of people here, from places I'd never think would exist, so... I guess that makes sense. The festival was fun anyway. I won a fish.
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[ Readily agreement, still lightly swinging their legs to-and-fro even as Siffrin looks their way. Their head tilting as they consider his words with a hum. ]
All kinds of places! Ones capable of seeing color at that! [ Still weird! But. Wait. ] A.. fish?
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[ ...
Hold on they're getting up to scurry off again. Don't worry. Siffrin will be back with a floating mechanical fish in tow, Loop has a few mins of quiet. It's the same sort of thought behind the hummingbird drones in how it flies, and is apparently quite colorful judging by the shades. ]
This is Niyaj.
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Loop just blinks, confused, watching them just scurry off and they have half a thought, half of half a thought to follow, before they leave it be. It's whatever!! Siffrin can do whatever he pleases!! A few minutes of quiet really does stretch on, back to napping they go. Well, not really, given they open one eye when Siffirn comes right on back with a little duckling in tow. Or a fish to be exact.
Watches it, a clear look of curiosity as they try to get a better look. ] What does it do?
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[ ...
Apparently that's it. Siffrin's coming to sit down again, Niyaj in tow. Just... floating there. Though it does seem interested in Loop, hello, fish friend here. ]
I won two of them, so I gave one to my companion. I also have some charms from then, too... Um.
[ What had they been for... ]
... Success, luck, and good health. Though I heard later they work better when given as gifts, so I'll give them to people who need them sometime. Well-wishes and all. It was fun, and not as crowded as I think it usually might be because of everything.
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Hello, little fish friend. A hand raises, as if to poke the little floating device, curiosity still drawn to it. There's a bit of a fascinated look to their eyes but they try to smooth it over by refocusing on the conversation. ]
Charms? [ A nod after, well that makes sense to them. Well-wishes was exactly how they thought it so they carry on. ] No, from a place dealing with monstrous invasions, there doesn't sound like there would be much reason for festivals and the like.
[ But! Clasps their hands together. ] Then again! Dormont was the same way, was it not? A party before the end. So maybe it isn't too surprising.
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Yeah. At least if they all got frozen, then they'd be frozen with smiles. At least if they all died, then they'd die with their last day full of good memories.
[ (It still doesn't make a ton of sense to you, but.
That's a culture difference, maybe. You wonder what you would have done in their position.) ]
I guess there's not much anyone can do but live normally. Um... I had stick food, and... I napped for a little bit, and there were fake fireworks too... And then I went back to my room.
[ Booooooooring. ]
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