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[hot_mess_express]

Who: All the cute little heroes
When: Day 35, evening
Where: Back To Your Regularly Scheduled Great Outdoors, Just outside the train

[ The beach fades away all at once, taking the cheery sunshine with it as evening hits all at once-- it melts away in a shower of sparkles as the familiar setting re-emerges. There are new stars in the sky above in clover pink, senna red, jasmine blue, and licorice violet.

Just before the beach disappears entirely, the bubbly voice speaks once more: ]

Wasn't that so much fun! You all rrrrrreally got to know each other, didn't you? Keep up the good work~!

[ If you had any alcohol in hand you still have it, otherwise everything from the trial is gone. ]

Comments

[schrodingerscockroach]

[Wait what]

You know him from home?

[voreaciously]

No. Why do you ask?

[schrodingerscockroach]

How did you already know it then?

[voreaciously]

I am a mage. I know things.

[schrodingerscockroach]

....do you have magic eyes?

[Is that a thing?]

sorry she cagey af

[voreaciously]

[not how she knew but]

Yes, I do.

He's not surprised

[schrodingerscockroach]

So you could tell just by looking at him?

[voreaciously]

What does it matter?

[schrodingerscockroach]

Curious, mostly.

[voreaciously]

"Mostly", so, what of the rest?

[schrodingerscockroach]

Learning more about how magic works and more about you.

[voreaciously]

I am irrelevant. learning more about magic is admirable and fine, however, any mage could have told you what we did; I assume the other person was Miss Felkin.

[schrodingerscockroach]

I have no idea who Miss Felkin is?

I just...you know. Magic eyes. It's a thing in like stories?

[voreaciously]

She is on Senna. She has long, dark, wavy hair, though she pins it up like I do, red eyes, and a beauty mark underneath one of them. Slight builder and shorter.

[schrodingerscockroach]

What's her first name?

Oh! Right. My name is Dusk, by the way.

[voreaciously]

"Elaine", and understood, Dusk-han.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Got it.




Han. That's....is that Japanese honorifics or something else?

[voreaciously]

That is correct, of the Kyoto dialect.

[schrodingerscockroach]

[He nods, looking thoughtful.] I know a little of it. [Holds up his thumb and index close together.] Real little. Formal and family addresses and....cute...girl addresses?

[Okay, that's weird.]