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You awaken amidst the darkness with only a faint light to greet you. Your body is hemmed in by shards of crystals, gently sparkling and possibly pricking your skin. The surrounding landscape is dyed in the pinks and purples of the dusk filled with crystals protruding from the ground, some as large as a skyscraper. After an hour or two of wandering through the crystal wilderness, a group of people find you worse for wear. They are the gallant Moon Knights from the planet of Prismatica. Because of the strange phenomena during the past months when scientists observed the sudden appearance of rainbow crystals in the sky, the government has been feverishly combing through the moon for more Moonblessed to be rescued. You’ll eventually be brought into Iris’s moon government center.

You all may have your usual inquiries — Where are we? Who are you? What's going on? — and the Prismals are almost too eager to answer. They tell you about their world and about the first appearance of the Moonblessed as the medical staff give you an examination to make sure you’re not carrying any viruses or biological hazards. If you react violently, you may be restrained and nerfed with a specialized neurotransmitting gun that releases a numbing agent through the top of your spine. Once the examinations are over, you’re informed that you will be provided accommodations on their planet during your stay. You will then be escorted to the docks, and led onto a large transport vessel that makes frequent trips back and forth between the Iris moon and the planet. Faces onboard vary from both old and new Moonblessed as well as the local Prismals.

The next destination: Prismatica.

▶ There and Back Again
Iris Moon, Government Center (Arrival) and Planet Prismatica, City of Lunatia | top

Welcome to Prismatica’s hub, Lunatia, the city of your dreams! A bustling metropolis lush with bright lights, vibrant colors, luxuriant plant life, and all the conveniences of technology absent from your own world… It seems like paradise to all the uninitiated. After a quick tour of the city, new arrivals can find themselves getting cozy in their new homes.

A Settle in your new home at Level 2 to find new roommates and say hello to your neighbors! City officials will give you directions to the designated districts across Level 2 and instruct you to pick out a unit. Each apartment complex has a different aesthetic, some may look cozy, some stylish, and some bizarre. The free accommodations have a basic living space that can only fit two or three people at most in one unit.

Starter Chromaspace furnishings are provided which can be controlled with the touch of a built-in panel. Examples are color-changing curtains, transforming sofa beds, cabinets turning into tables, etc. Customizing your apartment or moving out will have to wait until you earn more chroma. Until then, why don’t you check out your new neighborhood or explore the city levels? Maybe your new roommates or neighbors can give you a “hand” with allowance for dinner.

B As a Remooning gift from the Lunar Scientia Headquarters, the dedicated team from the Amphoria Room has released their latest perfected technology: Amphoria Pods. These VR Pods, which can fit up to four people at a time, have been set up in the gaming hub within Level 1’s PrismaPlace. They allow users to upload sceneries of their world in order to create a realistic holographic landscape of their homes that others can access and play around with, granting everyone the means to relive past memories with their loved ones as well as interact with the bestiary of other worlds. The pods also use the same technology that enhanced the popular virtual game, League Match Action Online (LmaO), which means you’re liable to feel the chill of cold environments, the burning heat from boiling water, the hard slap of your ex-lover, or the biting sting of a stray wasp. All who use the Amphoria Pods for the first time this year will also receive a small amount of Chroma in case things get too real.

▶ God Save Us from the Queen
Level 1, PrismaPlace and Level 2, Greatmoon Groves | top

The first month of the year is packed with two of the most important winter events this season: Queen Elara’s birthday and the League Match Action Online (LmaO) PVP semi-finals. It just so happens that the Queen of Lunatia is also a huge LmaO fan. Coincidence? Definitely not! LmaO players and royal family fans alike can meet her at PrismaPlace, where she will be appearing in cosplay of her favorite hero, Ah-Kari, while holding a body pillow of Commander GareBear. You, too, can get an autograph or selfie with the birthday girl if you’re willing to fall in line! Her bodyguards will also be in LmaO cosplay, keeping the crowd under control during the long wait.

Queen Elara

Good day to you all! This may come as a surprise to our guests the Moonblessed, but I am a normal person despite my exalted position. Please do not think of me today as Queen Elara. Instead... my name is Ah-Kari, sorceress of the crystal! With my soul fan blades, through the darkness, I shall slice all who dare hurt my commander in twain!

But when she is not meeting and greeting...

Queen Elara

My comrades, we're going to make history today. We're going for a new record. Perhaps the highest kill counts or the fastest clear for this map — it matters not. We’ve practiced day and night for this tournament, so let us show everyone that we’re not to be taken lightly! Also, the livestream is going in the royal archive, so make your successors proud!!

... she will be furiously grinding her character and training her skills in LmaO in the hopes of qualifying for the finals. Spectators will see her bring her own team full of hapless palace attendants who are there to either serve as her practice match partners or provide support to the one-woman army that is Queen Elara.

PrismaPlace is packed with giant crowds, many of them also in cosplay. While the semi-finals are taking place, new and old LmaO players alike can participate in the game’s current campaign: players who form teams get an improved chance of spawning unique monsters as well as winning rare items and skins in those prized lootboxes! Teams can also try to clear the event’s story together, featuring an aerial battle fought on griffin-back, which is heavily inspired by the popular Lunatian epic, The Battle of Abraxas, a colorful and complex story about the conflict between two families fighting over the fictional land of griffins, Abraxas.

A Progression in the event requires acquiring a griffin mount and getting it ready for battle. You can lure a wild one to yourself with a special veggie pie on a fishing pole. Should the griffin reject the lure, your character will be caught in a wind gaol and can only break out with the help of other players. Should you succeed, raising the griffin is a tedious task that involves players training alongside their respective griffins, running laps with them, taking them to hunt monsters, and feeding them properly. Depending on their diet, the food you give them will affect the color of its plumage and their battle stats.

Or you can skip the hard work and simply moonlace with your teammates through all the progression bars and required materials to save time. Once finished, you’ll be able to battle one another through the thunderous aerial domain of Abraxas. Clearing the event will net you an event-exclusive skin inspired by the royal family’s shining celestial robes and a weapon skin of a body pillow with your favorite character, so do your best!

B In celebration of Queen Elara’s birthday, the office of the royal household is hosting a modest tea party in the Greatmoon Groves. Swiffy bots that are normally programmed to remind visitors to keep the groves clean are now playing a birthday jingle on repeat. For people who prefer to be away from the blinding neon lights and the thumping techno music of PrismaPlace, this is the ideal escape. Unlimited tea and cookies are being served!

The tea is a soft-colored lilac concoction made from Ehrysian tea leaves that are known to cause a huge spike of alertness and is popular to Moon Knights and office workers with long night shifts as well as gamers for those all-night grinding sessions. The assorted cookies have either Ah-Kari or Commander GareBear printed on them. In case it isn't obvious yet, both are the birthday girl’s favorite LmaO characters.

Any Moonblessed looking for extra income is welcome to be royal attendants for the day; the hours are paid by Demichroma. They must be properly dressed up as maids or butlers (outfits provided by the royal household) as they serve tables.

▶ Say Cheese
Level 3, Caihong | top

Meanwhile, Caihong is in the midst of Remooning festivities in celebration of the new year, and merriment usually lasts a fortnight, filled with fireworks in the sky. Upon entering the district, beautiful Prismals with rat ears and tails greet you with a Happy Remooning and eagerly tug you along to join in.

Those welcomed will receive a pack of multi-colored sparklers, mooncakes topped with cheese, and a glowing drink called Champagne Supernova, poured in a thin glass in your hand. If you are over eighteen, the rat Prismals will ask if you prefer your drink with a kick. If you say yes, then they will add flavorful ice that causes extreme intoxication and might leave you to be susceptible to all levels of suggestion. Saying no (or if you’re under 18) will simply leave it as a sweet drink.

A One of the party games being played by the locals is called Lucky Tail, which is basically pinning the tail on the holographic rat stand-in — with a twist, it must be played with a partner! Another participant will blindfold you, spin you around, then push you forward. The stand-in is located at the end of unsteady elevated platforms forming a maze, filled to the brim with distracting objects underneath. They’re long, they’re thick, and they’re vibrating furiously in an attempt to knock you off the platforms.

Your partner must guide you by voice to successfully navigate through the maze! The game is rigged with various mechanisms, so stepping on specific platforms will activate a number of traps against you or your partner: machines that may tickle, drop colorful slime, or cause the platform to repetitively spin, and who knows what else?

Should you manage to get through the obstacle course and pin the tail successfully, you and your partner will win copious amounts of Demichroma, courtesy of Buwan from Buwan’s Stop.

B Another attraction is a fun magic glamour booth known for its face or body swap features. The booth staff, clad in their festive rat paraphernalia, will encourage you and your friends to take aesthetic shots using an illusion generator. The effects last an hour. Photographed images can be instantly uploaded and shared in Prismagram. New year, new you! Why not take the chance to celebrate this momentous occasion in a unique fashion? It’s all in good humor.

There are two buttons to press: (A) CUSTOM or (B) RANDOM. Pressing A will allow participants to customize their desired effects. Pressing B will cause the illusion magic to randomly rearrange participants in questionable positions, new outfits (or lack thereof), and you may even come out of the booth looking like your best friend or your worst rival. The possibilities are endless!

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[ The fellow’s manner practically screams “haughty upper-class” to the ceiling and back, and Ripley barely suppresses an eyeroll at the grand gesture. Her eyes shift to the partially-eaten mooncake and she raises an eyebrow. ]

Hmm. I think I’ll pass, but thank you. [ The cheese was a bit of a flavor risk anyway...also, stranger cooties. She bins the unfortunate floor-tainted mooncake with a smooth toss. A shame to waste it like that, but it was rather rich for her tastes, anyway. ]

You are unfamiliar with pyrotechnics, I take it?

[ There's a lot left unsaid, swept under the proverbial carpet by Caduceus back in the Blooming grove, and that's okay by Fjord. He would never push or ask for more, it was wonderful getting to see his friend's home and share a moment that was just for them (increasing as they are these days), so now that they are back to reality with an unceremonious bump he makes it his mission to find them some solid footing again.

Fjord was the one making it weird, he knows that. ]

Hey, look!

[ There are lights fizzing on the end of sticks, sparklers he hears someone say. With a determinedly upbeat smile, he tugs on Caduceus's sleeve. ]

Let's see what those are all about.

[ As if their former foray into the pods was just one more experience, with more to come tonight. Nothing out of the ordinary. ]

[For being dragged away from his world to another he doesn't know, Vegeta's been minding his temper pretty well so far. Ok, maybe a bit of a hissy fit when he first arrived, but he's settled in as much as he can while still being grumpy about the whole thing. Though this was mixed with the inability to train like he normally can, and with his usual partner, so his level of annoyance is at a constant simmer for all this BS even happening.

So when Cain makes himself an easy target with that slight snap, the initial reaction he gets back is a raised brow and a look up and down. It was tempting... just to smack this guy in the face, but it didn't seem worth it. Instead Vegeta crunched his teeth down on the cookie he had been holding, turning his back to Cain before speaking, effectively just dismissing his order.] Go around.

He pays attention and feels like he gets the general sense of the gesture. "I see, so it is a sort of greeting. In my homeland a bow is what's used." and he barely uses even that outside of showing respect.

When she mentions the tea his nose crinkles some but he remains mostly unaffected "I will keep that in mind." He didn't judge, but he didn't like the idea of being in an altered state. The tea itself was fine though since it only mildly raised alertness and he wasn't one to guzzle tea so he wasn't likely to have too much.

The Shinobi shakes his head "I have not heard of such a place. I come from the nation of Japan."

A pause "It is... something. For a land with so many problems they seem capable of something very extravagant."

[Heartbreaking indeed because that's what all this was a mere memory. Shar taken a step back, slowly blinks as well when Alphinaud replied. In her mind, she felt the realm continued to play their tricks on her, but her heart and gut sunk otherwise.

Slowly, Shar walked up to him calmly and steady. Once close, her hand extended out to him, her thumb pressing her index finger close to her palm on the nail as her remaining fingers extended out. Slowly, that hand stretched out until it was in Alphinaud's reach, ready to flick his forehead to be sure this was no illusion.

Well, she had to be sure.]

[Isaka... does not rise. He is incapable of rising. Between the severity of his injury and the raw emotional impact of Tachibana's words, he even finds himself not wanting to rise. And why should he? He has lost. He has lost, and no doubt will find himself sealed any moment now. And so he closes his eyes surrenders with a pained groan... and his form ceases flickering and simply remains human.

He does not disappear. The Sealing Stone does not suddenly materialize to finish this off. He waits several moments before frowning, rapidly becoming aware that something has gone wrong, then manages to weakly lift an arm to rise and grasp at his chest.]

Ngh.

[That hurts. That hurts, but also... that's not his chest, not as it ought to be. He's not... not reverting to his proper form? The sudden surge of confusion that he feels is enough to make him try moving again, and this time he manages to twist and push and roll himself onto his side, where he spits out a mouthful of green blood. Something is very, very wrong. Perhaps he'll even manage to say as much soon. Later. In a bit.]

[ Diarmuid watches patiently as Waver trails off once, twice, then settles on a simple statement of gratitude. the process aligns so neatly with what little he knows of Rider's Master that he feels his expression threaten to soften around his seams.

for all of Kayneth's animosity, for all the threats of slow and torturous violence against the reckless student that wronged him, Diarmuid had found the boy and his rounded shoulders brave; a lionheart buried under uncertainty, fearful of his mortality but with his feet planted on the battlefield.

the knight breathes through his nose. the sound skims— a near-laugh. ]

Spare your thanks. I'd take no pleasure in watching you fall on your face.

[ there it is, that slightly-cheeky 'Lancer' from the first real fight of their War. the light jab comes and goes, replaced by genuine concern. ]

—You're swaying on your feet. [ a glance towards Waver's glass. ]

[ watching the cooking process is almost as exciting as tasting the end product— almost. Bishop flies through the preparation with an ease of a swordsman with his blade, and before Diarmuid knows it, he's seated next to his spears again, utensil in hand and nose to his plate.

there's no Grail here to bestow him with instant and practical knowledge, but even without knowing the nitty-gritty of the ingredients (celeriac????), he can tell that this is going to be a treat. ]

...It's been ages since I've sat in front of such a well-made meal.

[ not a lie. what do you mean, people don't just like. kill a deer and spitroast it... damn.

it's tempting to just dig right in, but before he does— a hand to his heart, a bow of his head. ]

I thank you, Bishop. May the food in front of me become my flesh and blood.

[ never mind that he's a dead man, shh. but that's all the preamble he gives before he starts forking the venison into his mouth. red wine and chocolate, hmmm...

...it's not difficult to tell from the way Diarmuid lights up that the food is, in fact, Really Fucking Good. ]

[ poor Gil is going to run into the extremely contrived Fate/ scenario of "I know you but from a different timeline and possibly a different dimension entirely"... it's the same old song-and-dance, and one that Gil is likely tired of by now.

too bad Diarmuid is, conservatively speaking, 500% Ignorant. he sees red and gold, the way that smirk sets on that semi-familiar face, and

bristles. ]

—Archer. [ but with an outfit change??? apparently??? ] It seems a change in scenery isn't enough to still your prideful tongue. [ why is Diarmuid so stupid, the eternal question. ]

[ her lack of judgment will feel like shelter to him; her unbiased kindness, even more so. this is the most relaxed he's felt since he's been displaced, the most simple he's been in what passes for ages.

like this, with his head bowed and his smile playing at his lips, he feels more like "Diarmuid Ua Duibhne". not 'Lancer', nor a man on the run. ]

So you say. I'll do my utmost to reverse our current designations.

[ an idle bit of banter to her insistence that she be his hero. there it is, that bit of knightly pride to peer through his effortlessly humble exterior; his smile cuts deeper once he's allowed that sliver of smalltalk.

palm cupping the underside of the pup's chin, he glances up. ]

He was the runt of the littler, then. I see. [ lucky, then, that Reiner's been taken in by someone who seems so patient and attentive. Diarmuid thumbs along his companion's jaw, feeling the weak but steady pulse under his skin. ] —I've some experience in raising hunting hounds, but this one seems too enamored by you. I wouldn't offer to take him off of your hands.

[ the question playing at his lips is "how often do those who appear here leave?"; he repeats it in his head, once, twice, and...

...well. decides against it, actually. it seems cruel to ask of someone he's just met— as if he can't wait to be rid of this place and the kindness he's already seen here. ]

...On second thought, it's no pressing matter. Think nothing of it.

[ spoilers: he's a terrible liar??? but the saving grace is that he doesn't look troubled. if anything, he relaxes the tension in his shoulders. settles. ]

I apologize for my boorishness, princess. If you'd do me the honor of directing me towards the residential areas, I'd follow.

[ Sheepish is as sheepish does. Although Allen might look slightly dejected at his stomach's betrayal, even as he takes the seat as instructed. Even if doing so leaves him feeling rather restless, a knee bouncing slightly as he looks around the room.

Although his eyes widen at Shino brings out an armful of snacks... and then another... and another... Oh. Wow. That's -- that's closer to Allen's idea of "snacks", a mountain like that... more vegetables than he'd choose, but.... ]

Delivery food...? [ Looking up with a blink, he doesn't say it like it's a foreign word, but... kind of? What does the mail or a package have to do with food? Did it go through the mail? That seems gross, it wouldn't be terribly fresh then would it... ]

I'm not sure that I have? [ Or at least he hopes it isn't what it sounds like. But he leans forward a little earnestly as Shino darts back to the kitchen, craning to catch a glimpse of what he's doing. ]

Please, is there something I can help with though? [ He's really hungry and this looks really good and he's staring particularly hard at some of those sweet breads but he isn't so much of a bum as to be an ungrateful guest...! Even if the man seems to have cheered up so much so quickly because of it. ]

"It's familiar to me." She comments lightly, allowing room to carry on or drop the subject entirely. Meeting someone new always means testing waters and as intense as she can be, she can be just as casual. It's part of the occupation to slide into different roles and adapt, after all.

"Then you'd be the first coming from there that hasn't. A lot of people like you and I are from Japan here -- I'm Nikkei myself. My grandmother was Japanese, but her husband wasn't." She can't be sure about his timing, but the only reason she'd think to ask or talk about it is because she was 'behind' a lot of people herself. "It was 2009 when I was back home."

She'd met some people from the twenty-seventies and that was quite the trip. But the technology here overall is either a little behind or not that much further. It's just the integration of it.

"Take it you're of like mind and don't trust how generous they are easily? Be nice if it was that innocent, though." Damned if it wouldn't be.

[[Tachibana steps back slightly, giving him room to try and stagger to his feet if he so chooses, but not much more than that.

The smug, almost proud feeling of victory has already faded, leaving a small, almost almost uneasy feeling deep in his core. It would be fitting, to simply turn and walk away. To leave Isaka where he had fallen, defeated and alone to deal with the reality of this new existence.

But there was no way he could do something like that.

The sort of person he was, he hated to see anyone suffer. Even someone like Isaka, who deserved to feel every hurt he had inflicted on the world. And when there was no telling what Isaka would do next...

He's silent a long moment before finally speaking.]]

The Sealing Stone has no power outside of our world. It cannot seal you, nor can it grant you victory. The consequences of your actions are now yours, and yours alone to deal with.

[The sparkler in Ren's hand is starting to get close to running out by now, but there's still enough life in it for one more figure yet. When Joseph draws the heart, Ren nods encouragingly, drawing a second, smaller heart within where the afterimage of Joseph's had been.]

That's right. It'll only last a moment, but you can draw any simple thing that you like.

[Ren gets a star in before his own sparkler fizzles out, fading into the ashen residue left on the stick.]

Edited 2020-01-21 12:44 (UTC)

[He's not that much heavier!

Link is prepared to help the other to his feet but it seems as though he manages to regain his bearings on his own, so instead he deigns to try and take a better look around them to establish just where they are. He examines the base of the crystals, running a hand up over them thoughtfully before turning his attention back to Allen.]

Is there any way that you can see for us to get back up? Unless this pit continues past this cluster...

[But he trails off when he notices the other's expression, falling silent as he just watches him expectantly before finally speaking up.]

Walker?

So her grandmother was Japanese. That explained things, however this nation he never heard of had not. That is until she mentioned the year. The numbers meant nothing except that they were using a totally different date system than he was familiar with.

"So you are from the future." He accepted that rather easily. "In my time Japan was experiencing a civil war."

"I was from the land known as Ashina, but it may have been renamed by now." Even if Jill knows her history, Ashina wouldn't exist in her world.

"Their accommodations for we 'moonblessed' make sense. Any alternatives may lead to tensions between us and the rulers. It's just a matter of if their gods are truly the ones who brought us here." As far as he could tell that's what the people who spoke to him believed. So if it wasn't the case it had to be a secret of those in higher stations.

"I was curious of the temperament of this Queen and her entourage." Given the era he was from he wanted to know if another war might be brewing or if the citizens were at all mistreated.

Indeed. It's strange to think about, but it's good to have some peace of mind, I suppose.

[Granted, it didn't exactly alleviate all of the concern. It was hard not to worry... The Scions could take care of themselves, but Ryne had a habit of being a bit... you know, overenthusiastic. That was part of why he made it a habit to look into new arrivals whenever he had the chance, but he also just thought it best to help make sure the others were apprised of the situation. It's not like there was anything better for him to do, anyway.

It raised other questions as well... But those were questions that no one seemed to know the answer to just yet, so it was better not to dwell on it. There'd be plenty of time to consider all the hypothetical situations later.]

I wish I could say the oddities end there, but unfortunately, it gets worse. I'm sure you'll be thrilled to know that Emet-Selch is among those present here.

Poor guy. She's met people here from much further back from herself, from worlds with little technology. It's not a matter of being able to wrap your head around all this but even being capable of it.

"You're taking this remarkably well." She comments with a small nod. "If we're from the same place I'd say... ah, Sengoku Period? Give or take five hundred years, that's all. 'fraid I'm not familiar with Ashina, but it could be it was swallowed by war or it's been renamed."

Jill remains light about it because it is so heavy. Serious, but her tone of voice offers some reassurance. She tilts her head toward nothing in particular and looks animated, despite her volume dropping.

"I can't say. She seems to be a little eccentric. Been looking into the government for a while." Peering to the side without any weight to her gaze, she makes a soft sound. "You got a name? Or something you prefer to be called?"

[ Part of him regrets it deeply, but he knows it's not the time. Fjord had a lot of his own growth ahead before he could even entertain the thought of running his hands through that salt-n-pepper hair.

Time would tell if that infatuation was from the guidance and acceptance of another person, or something deeper. For now? Sparkly things on fire.

Cad easily follows along, smiling serenely as they walk among sparks. They're not really hot enough to burn, so when he finds himself with one in his hand (and wow, apparently that moonlacing really worked as currency??) he's curious to see the sparks rain down like a waterfall of fire.

It was a bit reminiscent of the forge in Cinderrest Sanctum and the pieces of the glass-like shards hissing as they hot the lava. ]

This is nice.

[Not getting an immediate answer doesn't exactly console the blonde, and it tells him more or less what he needs to know. The moment that the Prismals had begun explaining the concept of moonlacing a part of him had hoped that there was some sort of way around it- some loophole that didn't make it essentially a requirement. And it's also not exactly consoling to hear that there isn't some easy way to gather more information about the situation. Fortunately investigating is one of his specialties so he's not about to just give in.]

I find it surprising that somewhere with such advanced technology wouldn't have any theories for what could have brought us, and I'm cautious about relying on first impressions alone. I can't deny that on a base level they've seemed forthcoming, though.

[Link frowns just a little at the way Shino slouches and props up a foot, barely restraining the impulse to reprimand him. But he resists the temptation to nag for now, instead focusing on the other man's words.]

... I would be more comfortable utilizing the methods that I'm accustomed to as opposed to overstepping anyone's comfort levels. [Or his own.]

"I'm surprised but this place doesn't make it seem as impossible as it sounds." Someone from the future was actually lower on the list than some of the weird things going on.

"It has been invaded by the Interior Ministry. They may decide to rename it, or perhaps someone after them." There was a lot that could be said about the situation, but he leaves it

"Eccentric isn't necessarily bad as long as the people are being treated well." He remarks simply.

Her question was met with a quiet pause before he says "No, I do not." It was perhaps a little curt to just say that, but he was mulling over whether it was appropriate to tell her more.

It really is! [ Fjord's inspired distraction proves a little too genuine once he has two handfuls of sparklers, golden eyes bright in their glow as he swirls them around. ] Caduceus, check it out — Eldritch Blast!

[ He swirls his sparklers around in a dramatic way that Eldritch Blast has never been used (the lights linger in lines, it's a trip) and makes the 'whhphboom' noise for effect.

Then he holds them all in one hand and pretends to be using a staff, levelled at Caduceus's. ]

En garde, fellow cleric!

[ That's exactly how Caduceus looks when casting, yes. ]

[ Okay, that's adorable. It will never not be endearing that Fjord shouts out his spells (if a little tactically dumb) but doing so while waving sparklers around his even better. Caduceus looks happily bemused, ears perking a bit as he's 'challenged'. (At least he thinks that's what that means?)

There's a beat, and then he's holding out his sparkler as well, taking his usual defensive battle stance and letting his staff be the 'shield' this time.

The sparkler doesn't shoot very far when swished dramatically, but he can pretend it's a sacred flame. ]

Pew?

[ He says, somewhat bewildered - but into it. ]

"Kinda hit hard for me quick, but accepting some things it's easier to for the rest. Accepting makes me better prepared, I figure." Her arms fold but she's still vaguely gesturing with her hand while talking. "Could be sometime further in the future than you think, so it's not worth worrying about. At least not in regard to anything I can offer you, though I'm not too... keen on getting information about my future. I don't believe in things being set in stone."

She didn't believe in luck or fate, even if she occasionally called upon the former in hopes of better missions or cutting it close in a fight. It was human nature, she supposed.

"They seem to be. I don't entirely blame them if they are less than altruistic. The real world doesn't allow for win-win situations at he last minute like a movie or book might." She figures he'll brush off the movie part. "I see. Well, if you can think of something hope you'll let me know. Generally prefer not to call people 'you' or 'him' if I can help it." She knew that names had power, sometimes. At least in too many superstitions, but they also meant getting closer to someone or letting them in. No pushing. "I've only been here a few months, myself. But I try to offer information where I can. We're all stuck here."

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