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[magicmoment]

Who: Jasmine
When: Day 1, morning
Where: Jasmine car!!

[We've all got some DOORS TO WRESTLE WITH, huh]

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[magicmoment]

[oh, that, uh

that resolves that

slipping through before the door can maybe close again, who even knows, she just doesn't want to be trapped again!]

Thank you.

[voreaciously]

You are welcome.

[Amane doesn't recognise this person or understand what is going on. Surely, it must be a game...or perhaps one of those odd events, but where is the rest of Marigold?

And what has happened to the bond?]

What is your name? Do you remember it?

[magicmoment]

I--

[...

. . .]

Don't.

[voreaciously]

[Amane does not look surprised by this. Alright, so far, this tracks.]

I am certain that it is startling, beyond that, but you will get it back at some point, I am certain. What do you remember?

[magicmoment]

...Only waking up just now.

[voreaciously]

That...are you certain? Perhaps you need some time.

[You lose all but one, or keep them all save one. That is the rule.

It doesn't occur to her that she might not be in forest any longer. This is a game. It has to be.]

At any rate, I am 80H. [She curtsies with smooth elegance, her head dipped.]

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I'm fairly certain...

[and it was already pretty alarming but 80H seemed to at least like, be keeping up until that moment, so now she's MORE spooked.

but. copying the curtsy.]

It's nice to meet you, 80H.

[voreaciously]

[Okay. This presents a problem, potentially. It could be that she is not on her team at all, though they are dressed the same way--and what is with that? She has no complaints about the colours, but they are not marigold.

What is going on? What is the objective? She should be equipped to deal with this, but...

No. Maybe this is Lucky Star (NO SYMBOL FOR YOU, ASSHOLE)'s doing.]

I see.

[Is.


Is she responsible for you, now?]

I suppose we should see if everyone else in this car is alright, perhaps.

[magicmoment]

[YEAH, KIND OF. GOOD LUCK WITH THAT.]

That... seems like the best plan, yes.

1/2

[voreaciously]

Before that, however...

2/2

[voreaciously]

Perhaps we should give you a temporary name, hm?

[please, for the LOVE OF GOD, SHE JUST. DOESN'T WANT TO HAVE TO ENDURE SOMETHING LIKE "DEATH METAL RAMPAGE" EVER AGAIN.]

[magicmoment]

[yeah I can't argue with preempting katsuki names]

Ah... if it wouldn't be too much trouble.

[voreaciously]

[!!!]

It would not! [she does not get louder, but her voice rushes in excitement in spite of their circumstances.

finally.

finally

she will beat katsuki to this!! finally! she will give someone a proper name.]

Very well, then. Try not to think of the person you think you are meant to be. You, in this moment, what would you want to be known for? Your beauty, kindness or your intellect?

[she doesn't seem to have like, physical strength so that is out, and she doesn't seem mean, so obviously that means she's fucking nice.

amane sure hangs out with People]

[magicmoment]

[this is a lot right now, but it's nice that... 80H seems happy? about this?]

Um...

Kindness, maybe?

[voreaciously]

[kindness blows, usually, but she will not judge her for her choices even if they are inferior, she will simply plan accordingly.

okay, it doesn't suck all the time.]

Hestia. The goddess of the hearth and home, surprisingly compassionate for a deity, often overlooked, but enduring, capable, and clever.

[magicmoment]

[...she wasn't expecting quite that level of high tier naming just, right out the gates, dang.]

That's a wonderful name. I'd be glad to borrow it.

[voreaciously]

Ah, very well, then!

[YES!!!!]

I do wish to be clear that you are not plain or easily ignored and are in fact very lovely.

[magicmoment]

[help??????]

O-oh, um, thank you very much...

[voreaciously]

[nah]

You are quite welcome.

[Amane flexes her hand and frowns somewhat. No weapons, no pods, no Darchelle. She does not even have her goggles. She does, thankfully, have her glasses, but she has gotten so used to hiding her eyes.

She turns to Hestia, considering her.]

Amnesia can be often very selective in what it chooses to obscure, it is quite fascinating when it isn't absolutely horrible and inconvenient.

[and brought on by a dipshit system thanks forest. anyway]

Does magic seem natural to you at all? The idea of it.

[which won't tell her much, honestly. If she comes from a world of it, she might have forgotten that, but she wants to know if the concept is one that has remained.]

[magicmoment]

The idea of magic...

[some part of her wants her to hesitate, but... 80H is being kind, so it's the least she can do to be honest.]

It's a familiar idea. Natural... seems like the right word, yes.

[voreaciously]

Very well, then. Because I use it and so did not wish to alarm you. I am quite certain we will be encountering even if it is only from myself, so I would not want for you to be alarmed at the concept.

[magicmoment]

All right. I don't think it's something that would startle me, but I appreciate the warning.

[voreaciously]

Not a problem. I am going to investigate the outside. Did you wish to accompany me or remain here?

[magicmoment]

I'd like to come with you, if you don't mind me looking for shoes, first. I think there was a closet in that room.

[voreaciously]

By all means, please take your time.