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▶ TDM .003
▶ Tales from the Crypt
Moon Iris | top
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. Even the few shy moon creatures you find in the wild have strange crystal growths on their hides. This is far from home— perhaps a dream? You pinch your skin and slap your cheeks, yet nothing seems to do the trick. Searching for answers yields nothing but an endless expanse of purple dust as far as the eye can see. You have four options: one, panic; two, soil yourself; three, admire it all then soil yourself; or four, go into survival mode. Eventually, you’ll realize that you’re not alone.
After a day or two of living off the crystal wilderness, a group of people find you worse for wear. They are the gallant Moon Knights from the planet of Prismatica. After the strange phenomenon 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? Why did I eat those fifty cent street truck tacos last night? — 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.
While waiting for transport to be prepared, you may freely roam around the government center. Alternatively, you can ask the staff about the moon base. They suggest that you visit one of their excavation sites nearby: an enormous hole known as the Glory. The scientists have been excavating this site carefully for years, searching for a legendary ancient tomb sleeping within. They’re accepting volunteers if anyone is inclined to aid in their efforts. Perhaps the Moonblessed have the knowledge they need to make it a success!
This little adventure might leaving you wondering what or who exactly lies deeper inside, but the Prismals are just as clueless as you are. Cave-ins happen from time to time, but this might have been the strongest one recorded on this site.
Eventually you’re called to the docks and led onto a large transport vessel. Destination: Prismatica.

▶ Those Kicks were Fast as Lightning
Higher Lunatia, Level 1 | 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.
With the end of Harvest Boon, the city is calm once more. The streets of Level 1 and 2 are now sparkling clean as always, but Level 3 is still in the process of cleaning up. There are confetti and deflated balloons strewn all over the streets, but Swiffy bots are on the scene, sweeping up whatever waste they can get their hands on. Sometimes, they might even play tug-of-war with you for it. At one of the train stations, a Prismal doomsayer screams about the apocalypse returning. Passersby shrug at the conspiracy theory and move on.

▶ Meas Trees are the Bee’s Knees
Middle Lunatia, Level 2 | top
The rows of Meas trees planted this Harvest Boon are blossoming beautifully into view, painting the fields in Level 2 with colors of spring. Meas tree saplings each have a small sign next to them, displaying their owners’ written wish if they chose to disclose it. Interestingly, the color and aroma of each flower depends on the owners; fiery personalities might have red or orange flowers, those born in a coastal town might have flowers that smell like the sea near their hometown, and so on. Maybe you’ll encounter a familiar aroma if you’re lucky enough.
The Moonblessed who were most active with moonlacing the past few weeks have the largest trees, nearly rivaling the oldest Meas trees around. The older trees planted by Prismals over time can be seen in the next field, standing majestically with their swaying branches and flying petals.
▶ Questions
If you have any questions regarding this test drive meme, please ask them in the Questions thread below.
Moon Iris | top
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. Even the few shy moon creatures you find in the wild have strange crystal growths on their hides. This is far from home— perhaps a dream? You pinch your skin and slap your cheeks, yet nothing seems to do the trick. Searching for answers yields nothing but an endless expanse of purple dust as far as the eye can see. You have four options: one, panic; two, soil yourself; three, admire it all then soil yourself; or four, go into survival mode. Eventually, you’ll realize that you’re not alone.
After a day or two of living off the crystal wilderness, a group of people find you worse for wear. They are the gallant Moon Knights from the planet of Prismatica. After the strange phenomenon 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? Why did I eat those fifty cent street truck tacos last night? — 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.
While waiting for transport to be prepared, you may freely roam around the government center. Alternatively, you can ask the staff about the moon base. They suggest that you visit one of their excavation sites nearby: an enormous hole known as the Glory. The scientists have been excavating this site carefully for years, searching for a legendary ancient tomb sleeping within. They’re accepting volunteers if anyone is inclined to aid in their efforts. Perhaps the Moonblessed have the knowledge they need to make it a success!
A ⬤ A chroma-powered lift made of magically fortified crystal is used to access the lower grounds. Be careful not to fall off! On the way down, some translucent caterpillars and crystals light your way. Be quiet and keep an eye out for Queen Bowie beetles: these glowing neon bugs are attracted to music, and a single note will send them flying into your clothes and hair. Putting the beetles under pressure is not advised, as they will explode and send their sticky insides flying throughout the airspace, potentially stinging your eyes. This will make moving around in dark, cramped spaces all the more difficult! Thankfully, they get bored if no one tries to sing for one whole minute.
B ⬤ Scientists, engineers, miners, and archeologists are at the unearthed antechambers, hard at work. They will assign you to different tasks: recording observations and taking down notes, digging with advanced excavation tools, or collecting fragile relics with metal and crystal detectors. The Moonblessed may also assist with solving riddles the ancients left in the tomb’s doors, chests and walls. Solving them may lead to either treasure rooms or trap walls that close in on unsuspecting grave robbers. Others, well...
Golden jellyfish statues line the walls, encrusted with glistening jewels all over, some worse for wear. Tall pillars have numerous ancient runes which the Prismals are struggling to decipher. Soon, an eerie whisper reaches your mind: “Wander no further. A curse awaits all who enter our kingdom. Disturb not those who slumber in the deep.” True enough, the floor from this point onward appears to be blue sand combed in the pattern of ocean waves... Are you brave enough to continue drilling through?
C ⬤ If that is not enough to send you scrambling out with moist underwear, perhaps the seismic jolt to the ground will. A slimy substance begins to ooze out the tomb’s cracks, glowing lilac like the Iris moon... The Prismals are quick to usher everyone out before the shaking gets worse. As the lift may be too dangerous, climbing equipment will be provided. Watch out for falling debris or collapsing rocks while assisting each other out of cramped passages and up the walls to safety. Try not to get stuck in the slime!
This little adventure might leaving you wondering what or who exactly lies deeper inside, but the Prismals are just as clueless as you are. Cave-ins happen from time to time, but this might have been the strongest one recorded on this site.
Eventually you’re called to the docks and led onto a large transport vessel. Destination: Prismatica.

▶ Those Kicks were Fast as Lightning
Higher Lunatia, Level 1 | 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.
With the end of Harvest Boon, the city is calm once more. The streets of Level 1 and 2 are now sparkling clean as always, but Level 3 is still in the process of cleaning up. There are confetti and deflated balloons strewn all over the streets, but Swiffy bots are on the scene, sweeping up whatever waste they can get their hands on. Sometimes, they might even play tug-of-war with you for it. At one of the train stations, a Prismal doomsayer screams about the apocalypse returning. Passersby shrug at the conspiracy theory and move on.
A ⬤ In response to the unexpected rough events during Harvest Boon, the Moon Knights decided to hold free-for-all self-defense seminars at a large park near Lunatia Square. The live demonstrations include proper monster-wrangling procedures and how to efficiently keep a rogue moonheld (read: transformed under the moon) Prismal away. Participants are encouraged to learn and interact with each other to learn various safety practices and techniques. The training visors provided enhance the seminar experience, changing whoever your eyes focus on into a cerberus or other rogue moonheld Prismal on the visor’s display. Don’t use the visors for too long, or you’ll be seeing everyone as a cerberus well after you take the visors off! Fortunately, the effects only last for an hour. Energy drinks and free snacks are available to any worn-out Prismal or Moonblessed.
B ⬤ Virtual lunar conditions are also available via multiplayer VR pods in Lunar Scientia headquarters, simulating the Moonblessed/moonheld experience under full moons. Mental exercises and magic practice sessions are accessible in the virtual spaces, allowing people to test out their magical abilities and transformations. Simulation participants can either train by themselves, with a partner, or through a tutorial of instruction-based movements. However, the program is still in beta. You may experience errors or bugs like lagging, NPCs phasing into things they shouldn’t, weird physics, or body glitches.

▶ Meas Trees are the Bee’s Knees
Middle Lunatia, Level 2 | top
The rows of Meas trees planted this Harvest Boon are blossoming beautifully into view, painting the fields in Level 2 with colors of spring. Meas tree saplings each have a small sign next to them, displaying their owners’ written wish if they chose to disclose it. Interestingly, the color and aroma of each flower depends on the owners; fiery personalities might have red or orange flowers, those born in a coastal town might have flowers that smell like the sea near their hometown, and so on. Maybe you’ll encounter a familiar aroma if you’re lucky enough.
The Moonblessed who were most active with moonlacing the past few weeks have the largest trees, nearly rivaling the oldest Meas trees around. The older trees planted by Prismals over time can be seen in the next field, standing majestically with their swaying branches and flying petals.
A ⬤ Picnic grounds for flower viewings can be found near the fields. There are plenty of stalls selling homemade bruschettas, crostinis, sandwiches, wines, cheeses, and other enjoyable finger food. Notably, some wines may give you an insatiable desire to whisper things in someone’s ear. Sweet nothings, death threats, your secret kinks—no matter the words, you’ll want to kill someone softly with them.
B ⬤ The Swiffy bots that are assigned to the parks and gardens in Level 2 help keep things spick and span, but they’re due for maintenance and may attempt to sweep off any unfortunate picnics with their high-powered vacuums or leaf blowers. As they zoom across the paths, they chirrup about not treading on the grass and take off with picnic blankets, table cloths, and people’s clothes. Any nearby maintenance staff (who are all desperately trying to chase the bots) yell that a conk on the head will immobilize them. Once the malfunctioning bots are stopped, the staff approach to wheel them away while apologising profusely for the mayhem.
▶ Questions
If you have any questions regarding this test drive meme, please ask them in the Questions thread below.

KOGITSUNEMARU / touken ranbu.
[ Apparently, it's a known fact to everyone but him that this is just something that happens here; people, seemingly out of nowhere, arriving to this unknown land surrounded by crystals. Kogitsunemaru in particular can't quite place his mind where he had been before, but he's certain this has little to do with the Citadel and the work of the Touken Danshi— and their last mission, even with its bumps, had been completed without complications or rifts in history. He couldn't think of anything, his or his fellow Touken Danshi's doing, that could have caused this.
The hair on his arm stand on its ends; he's uncertain if it's in instincts warning him against incoming danger, or simply because he's chilly, but he knows he can't just stand idle. He has caught sight of others in a similar position, sometimes panicked and sometimes calm, moving toward a direction that seems more promising than where they woke.
His heart is pounding against his chest, wondering if that is truly the way— would he find the Saniwa there? Would there be others? ...Would they know who he is? But certainly he can't let his doubts get a hold of him. Whatever happened, he'll make things right. He has to... otherwise, who will?
This is what Master would have wanted from him. ]b.) meas trees;
[ This is more Kogitsunemaru's speed. For the first time since his arrival, he feels... only somewhat at home. There are familiar faces for sure, so he doesn't feel completely out of place. But the trees and flowers and the tea snacks all he needs to relax and remember the Citadel.
He doesn't want to get too comfortable, of course; his goal is still to return to his rightful place and continue his missions for the Saniwa's sake. He can't deny, however, that this Prismatica is quite beautiful in its own way. So he drinks the wine and indulges in the food they have to offer, and enjoys the flower viewing. ]c.) wildcard option;
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And then, a man, whispering about swords in his ear. Said ear goes ramrod straight, like an alarmed cat, and his cheeks instantly color.]
I, I mean ... only if it's magic--
[Wait, is that what he means? He coughs violently.]
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Mmm, I am magic! [ Which is probably just as cryptic as his first statement... ] I had a good feeling about you, you know? Perhaps you can help out this pitiful fox.
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Er, pardon? What do you mean?
[His ears twitch as he leans back slightly, frowning. There's magic about this man, that's for certain, but it's from another world--meaning he can't put a name or a shape to it.]
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a 2.
But it just takes some patience and thinking- though she's never had to do anything this rough... well, outside of her combat training. She's smoothing down her own long hair that falls to just below her back and her sleeves when the voice comes behind her...
And she turns, staring in surprise at the figure that's appeared near her, in full fox glory. That makes her eyes widen, to the point where her own illusion hiding her fox tail and ears almost vanishes, but she has better control than that. Still, if he's able to sense it, he might- her pheromones and the fragrance of them, though repressed, are telling of her foxlike nature after all.
But he asked a question, and so... ]
Goodness... you look like you've been through a lot. I happen to have a comb right here.
[ She pats one of the pouches on her ceremonial kimono- yes, she's in full ceremonial oracle garb, many layers to her kimono denoting her status as both princess and seer- and she gives him a small smile. ]
What happened?
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[ The pheromones didn't hit him as quickly as it should have, but it becomes instantly clear why he'd chosen her once it does. He inhales deeply, familiarizing himself with her scent, then grins widely. ]
Ah— so you are also...?
[ He decides to be a little more sensitive about her illusion; there must be a reason why she has to fool the others, but it doesn't fool the nose of another fox. He presses his forefinger against his lips. ] Don't worry; your secret is safe with me~!
[ There is a trade-off, of course. Their unspoken agreement, so to speak. He settles himself boldly in front of her, lowering himself in a lotus position. ]
As for what happened to my fur... it's a long story! You see, I was in the cave...
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Not that sword spirits are at all strange for her world- many youkai like possession of weapons and other objects, after all. But this isn't exactly something common, and so, what she immediately senses, she accepts. If there's something he needs to explain, he will, and if not- their kind definitely doesn't need to.
It does make her giggle a bit, at him saying he knows her secret. But when he settles in front of her, she looks curiously at him, before giving him an understanding nod. ]
Mm, I am. As for the cave, I was told not to head to it... though Lord N... the man I was with seems to have been taken elsewhere. A pity you had to endure it.
[ But, she does pull out the comb- a traditional haircomb that most ladies in her time would use, and she nods to him. ]
You've such beautiful hair. I've never combed for anyone but my brothers before. [ Propriety and all. ] If you'll forgive my rudeness... [ Actually, she's incredibly excited. Getting to touch other people without worry and them letting her? It feels like such a rush! ]
Do you have a name?
[ Some of their kind don't, after all. ]
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this is so cute save me
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gunk*.. not funk, phone | editing to add overflow link!
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Oh?
[ What a fascinating statement. ]
Should I pet you then and find out for myself?
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That would make this Kogitsunemaru very happy!
[ And so he draws even closer, lowering his head before her in anticipation of her pets. ]
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The invitation's readily accepted, Rosetta reaching one hand to pet him atop the head. Lightly at first but then with more delight as she learns for herself that yes, his fur is in fact very nice and soft. How absolutely wonderful. ]
Your master wasn't wrong at all. I might even be a little jealous that they can pet you whenever they please.
[ Please don't mind as she leans forward for better access, therefore bringing her chest dangerously close to his face. ]
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b 2
Are you alright?
[He says that he can't get it off. Well, she expected as much. Mitsuru clears her throat and holds off the small smile that threatens to appear on her lips.]
I...see. It happens to the best of us, I suppose. Hold still.
[Mitsuru takes out her rapier before she hits the head of the bot with the hilt. It seems that it's finally beginning to let him go. Though, that is a lot of hair.]
All it takes is a quick little hit from what I've heard. They've been causing a bit of chaos.
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He places his hands over his face in shame. ]
I'm having such bad luck! At this rate, Master won't compliment my fur any longer...!
[ But there is hope yet. When he peaks through his fingers, he can see that she's already... reprimanding the bot, and with it its hold on his locks have faltered just a little. Still, it's going to be quite a detangling process, if he even has any hair left to detangle! ]
Thank you, miss... I must look so pathetic!
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On the bright side, he certainly seems a lot happier that his hair has become freed from the clutches of the malfunctioning robot.]
No need to thank me. I help when I'm needed. [And he really looked like he needed it.]
No need to worry about looking pathetic, either. I can understand why you would feel lost in a place without guidance.
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b-2;
They do have a peculiar tendency to become easily entranced. Perhaps, I may offer a distraction.
[ As much as he doesn't like the attention, he does want to help -which comes at the cost of the swiffy bot rolling its way over to his legs to engage in that peculiar gyrating motion the droids in the library had done. One day, the purpose of that particular function will become clear to him, but today is not that day. ]
Why must it always be like this... ah, but please forgive me for intruding without an introduction. I could not ignore your call of distress.
[ He holds out a hand to help the erune(?) up. ]
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Kogitsunemaru is about ready to drown in his own self-pity at this point, not believing anything could free him of the swiffy bot's death-like grip on his hair... he rises up from his position, sitting upright... only to see exactly what the bot has decided to do instead of chewing up his fur. ]
You mean— this is normal for you?
[ That's... powerful. He's immediately starstruck and takes the offered hand eagerly, heaving onto his feet where he stands tall. ]
That's fine, you really helped me! I thought I was going to have to cut my fur... [ That would literally depress him. ] Thank you! What shall I call you?
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[ A relief considering Lucio only has to contend with one bumping into his leg repeatedly. He aids the stranger to his feet before assessing the state of his hair. It doesn't appear as though the robot tore much of it out. Aside from a few tangles here and there, it has maintained an adequate amount of luster and body to it. He has to stop himself from finger-combing it as he done to Adra a few days prior.
Oh, right, introductions. He's grown use to this common practice since joining the crew, smiling and holding a hand out to shake as he bows because he has been on the opposite end of too many greeting customs. It is difficult to know which one is the proper one. ]
Please call me Lucio. I am also a foreign visitor to this land much like yourself. I was hoping to see the tree I planted with the large shark creature.
[ He gestures to the luminous tree before them, somehow sparkling brilliantly in spite of being a plant. ]
Were you brought here alone or with companions from your world?
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Or are they? Still, when the stranger whispers to her, his voice smooth like honey, the meaning can oh but be easily interpreted many ways.
She lifts her hand to gesture vaguely, because she took him too literally.]
I am rather appalling with a sword. But I am rather good with firing a gun.
[I'm sorry.]
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Mm! So you would rather pull the trigger. [ He isn't displeased; there are other Touken Danshi who would rather argue about which of the styles is better, but Kogi has appreciation for both... even as a much older sword. ] Would you like to try your hands at a sword?
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She nods, either way.] I have more expertise with it, yes. [When it comes to learning new things? She wouldn't say no.] And I would not mind, one must start somewhere, no? So if you would guide me, I would definitely try to handle one. [This, she's assuming he's a swordsman from the way he speaks.]
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The stranger whispering in his ear when he takes a seat, however, is something he takes in strides. Stranger things have happened.
Also, it's kind of amusing that the observation comes at a time when Ascalon is very obviously and prominently strapped across his back.
He blinks, a little confused that someone would feel the need to state something so obvious, but if there's any compliment that's welcome and innocuous, it's something like this. So he smiles. ]
Ah, thank you. I've spent many years training as a knight back home, so I'd like to think I know a thing or two. Are you a soldier yourself?
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Mm, I am a warrior of sorts. [ Of sorts is the keyword here. And then, whispering still: ] Will you take care of me too? Or, ah— well, my sword.
[ This is awkward when he feels so compelled to tell secrets. ]
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swordkin...
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c, as foretold by the prophecy
by now he's more or less prepared for this, and titus even goes so far as to signal his amicable tolerance by tilting his head to one side so his ear's at a more convenient angle for this gentleman to murmur into!
but then...
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Mm, you smell so good...!
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points to eyes points to u
so no, he's never served in a temple, but his abilities translate quite well to one, and some of his skills from home apply well enough. the rest had been simple enough to learn. it's not challenging work, and it's a waste of his years of training and experience, but he tries not to consider it in those terms. he's.. learning how to be a person here, and how to be a teenager, and those are important things, too.
this afternoon, he's tending the grounds. it's mindless work, sweeping and cleaning, but it keeps him busy, and that's what matters. --even from a distance, he doesn't quite fit in with the rest of the priests and priestesses there, too obviously one of the moonblessed with his reserved-looking kimono and petite size. he also doesn't have a single animal trait visible, which would be just a bit unusual for a prismal.
but.. there's something new, isn't there? a familiar presence approaching, though he can't quite put his finger on who it could be between the clutter of other energies constantly assailing him. it's surprising enough for him to pause in his work, at least, broom stilling in his hands as he waits for whoever it is to crest the stairs. ]
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Luckily, he's made some friends to ease some of the crushing loneliness he's felt... and yes, it helps, but there's no healing the heart of someone who is feeling the blunt of loss. It's overwhelming that there's no known way for him to get in contact with Master.
— Just before he can feel the worst of it, however, he catches a whiff of someone. It's a similar scent, oozing in the same kind of magic that brought him in this form. His ears perk at the realization, and he beings to chase it. His heart is racing, zipping through the crowds before he finds himself before a temple.
Up close now, he notices something different about the scent— and he inches closer to its source. He finds himself in the bushes nearby to observe the person— who he realizes isn't his Saniwa, but... ah, he's been caught, hasn't he? His heart sank just a little, but he's eager to make contact regardless. He steps out from the shadows of the trees and makes his way toward the youth, wary, saddened, but hopeful still. ]
Ah... you're...? [ He cants his head to the side, uncertain of how to address this boy. ] You're like him, aren't you?
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