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[What is a simulation? Rosamund must have messed something up, because as much as she had wanted a little greenery around here she did not want to instantly choke the place with a billion thorns. Again.
Rosamund wheezes when she hears the door open, cornered within the thicket and unable to see the interloper.]
DON'T COME IN!
Rosamund wheezes when she hears the door open, cornered within the thicket and unable to see the interloper.]
DON'T COME IN!
[Unfortunately for sweet Rosamund, the doors open too quickly around here for him to listen... damn maybe they should get some Do Not Disturb signs in case people decide to be naughty in here.
But since he's already here, he steps forward, immediately on alert.]
Miss? Do you need help?
But since he's already here, he steps forward, immediately on alert.]
Miss? Do you need help?
[This is horrific. Worse still, she seems to recognize the voice.]
Do not come closer! Stay where you are!
[She reaches for the sturdiest bough. Pulls herself up. Repeats. Ignores each prick, the welling of blood.]
If you try anything, you'll get tangled in the thorns. Wait right there!
Do not come closer! Stay where you are!
[She reaches for the sturdiest bough. Pulls herself up. Repeats. Ignores each prick, the welling of blood.]
If you try anything, you'll get tangled in the thorns. Wait right there!
[how dare you
be so close to accurate, wow. She is technically an uber boomer, how far back in the past do you have to go before you're a different category?]
What? [She still sounds horrified. Strained. Because she is, and she's still climbing to the nadir of the murderous thicket.] Turn "off?"
[Then she reaches the top and locks eyes with him at the door. She's bleeding anew in several places.]
You again!
be so close to accurate, wow. She is technically an uber boomer, how far back in the past do you have to go before you're a different category?]
What? [She still sounds horrified. Strained. Because she is, and she's still climbing to the nadir of the murderous thicket.] Turn "off?"
[Then she reaches the top and locks eyes with him at the door. She's bleeding anew in several places.]
You again!
[She's surpassed boomer all the way into ye olde... except Luke doesn't know that. Actually, now that he can see her better, he frowns; she shouldn't be injured in here?! HELLO.]
Rosamund? [He saw the profiles! He raises his hands.] Stand still for me, okay? I think I can reset this.
Rosamund? [He saw the profiles! He raises his hands.] Stand still for me, okay? I think I can reset this.
[First a knight now a wizard... if he hadn't discovered Sidon was a real fishman he would start to wonder if everyone else really did get yoinked from a hardcore anime con
He just rolls with it though.]
No, not a wizard. Hold on. [AND HE WILL JUST. Take over access to the sim room with his I.R.I.S. and adjust the simulation; he doesn't want Rosamund to fall to the ground, so he changes the brambles to a pillow mountain instead. There!]
He just rolls with it though.]
No, not a wizard. Hold on. [AND HE WILL JUST. Take over access to the sim room with his I.R.I.S. and adjust the simulation; he doesn't want Rosamund to fall to the ground, so he changes the brambles to a pillow mountain instead. There!]
[WHAT.
She suddenly flops onto the pillows, absolutely flummoxed. With the dispelling of the briars some of the blood and scrapes disappear, all conjured by the same illusory magic.
Enough remains though. The wounds garnered by mere movement, always inevitable.
Rosamund surveys the room in utter astonishment. Her heart's still going a mile a minute. Then her lip quivers. She presses her face into the pillow below, clutching it tight to her head.
It doesn't quite muffle the sobs.]
She suddenly flops onto the pillows, absolutely flummoxed. With the dispelling of the briars some of the blood and scrapes disappear, all conjured by the same illusory magic.
Enough remains though. The wounds garnered by mere movement, always inevitable.
Rosamund surveys the room in utter astonishment. Her heart's still going a mile a minute. Then her lip quivers. She presses her face into the pillow below, clutching it tight to her head.
It doesn't quite muffle the sobs.]
I'm sorry.
[What a mess. She sniffs and raises her head, though only to duck it away from him and wipe her eyes. Princess privileges dictate that she is a pretty crier at least.]
It's just — I thought it was me again. And then it just disappears? Just like that?
[What a mess. She sniffs and raises her head, though only to duck it away from him and wipe her eyes. Princess privileges dictate that she is a pretty crier at least.]
It's just — I thought it was me again. And then it just disappears? Just like that?
[SHE IS THE PRETTIEST OF CRIERS. Carefully, if he can, Luke reaches out to rest a reassuring hand on her back.]
It must be pretty confusing, if you're not used to it. [Which she. Obviously isn't. His tone is sympathetic, though.] This room is like... [Hmmm. How does he explain this in the most basic way possible...] Have you ever been to a play?
It must be pretty confusing, if you're not used to it. [Which she. Obviously isn't. His tone is sympathetic, though.] This room is like... [Hmmm. How does he explain this in the most basic way possible...] Have you ever been to a play?
[SWEET ROSAMUND!!!
For once they can meet under better circumstances--at least for now, given her whole. Thorn situation. And feelings share--BUT ANYWAY FOR NOW!!! Forget all of that because, wherever Rosamund is, she will see... a little Myna bird!!! It chirps at her. Hewwo!]
For once they can meet under better circumstances--at least for now, given her whole. Thorn situation. And feelings share--BUT ANYWAY FOR NOW!!! Forget all of that because, wherever Rosamund is, she will see... a little Myna bird!!! It chirps at her. Hewwo!]
[There there... Luke will let her cry as long as she needs.]
Right, exactly. [He was just going to compare it to a stage's set but this works better tbh. Y'all's worlds are SO wild. Fortunately, he's gone to LARPing theme parks before, so he can roll with it.] It takes a little practice to get used to it, but you can make it anything you'd like inside these rooms. Even these pillows aren't real--they'll disappear as soon as we turn it off. Or, uh--cancel the spell.
Right, exactly. [He was just going to compare it to a stage's set but this works better tbh. Y'all's worlds are SO wild. Fortunately, he's gone to LARPing theme parks before, so he can roll with it.] It takes a little practice to get used to it, but you can make it anything you'd like inside these rooms. Even these pillows aren't real--they'll disappear as soon as we turn it off. Or, uh--cancel the spell.
[YES MORE PET CR]
Hello! Oh my goodness, how have I not seen you before? [The speed with which she is endeared to the bird is beyond what human science can measure. Aminal. Give!
She holds her finger up to perch and leans hard into the stereotype.]
♫ Aah-aaah-aaaaah, ah-aaah-aaaah~ ♪
Hello! Oh my goodness, how have I not seen you before? [The speed with which she is endeared to the bird is beyond what human science can measure. Aminal. Give!
She holds her finger up to perch and leans hard into the stereotype.]
♫ Aah-aaah-aaaaah, ah-aaah-aaaah~ ♪
[She's working on drying it up, dutifully dabbing at her eyes and slowing her breathing. Bless his patience.]
I see. I understand. I feel so stupid. I— [She lifts a hand, then abandons the gesture.] I have seen illusions like that before. But, I was alone, and I can't cast those kinds of spells anyway, so when the briars came I thought they must be...Oh, I'm such an idiot.
[Covering her eyes once more. Luckily it's just chagrin this time.]
Of course there'd be something like that. The things in this place...they don't make sense to me. But they serve all the same purposes. It's like someone took apart the world and built it again, with all the blocks in the wrong places.
I see. I understand. I feel so stupid. I— [She lifts a hand, then abandons the gesture.] I have seen illusions like that before. But, I was alone, and I can't cast those kinds of spells anyway, so when the briars came I thought they must be...Oh, I'm such an idiot.
[Covering her eyes once more. Luckily it's just chagrin this time.]
Of course there'd be something like that. The things in this place...they don't make sense to me. But they serve all the same purposes. It's like someone took apart the world and built it again, with all the blocks in the wrong places.
[PET CR BEST CR!!!!
Peanut is pretty friendly, but he's too well-trained; he doesn't jump up on her finger, but he does chirp back in response, mimicking her singing!!
Fortunately, she won't be left hanging for too long; Luke rounds the corner with a muffin in his mouth, wearing a different outfit from before.]
Oh, hey! [MUFFLED AROUND THE MUFFIN but he at least takes it out of his mouth.] I see you've met Peanut!
Peanut is pretty friendly, but he's too well-trained; he doesn't jump up on her finger, but he does chirp back in response, mimicking her singing!!
Fortunately, she won't be left hanging for too long; Luke rounds the corner with a muffin in his mouth, wearing a different outfit from before.]
Oh, hey! [MUFFLED AROUND THE MUFFIN but he at least takes it out of his mouth.] I see you've met Peanut!
Hey, no--don't feel stupid. Trust me, if I woke up in your world one day, I'd be scared and confused too. I wouldn't know how anything worked. [Granted, he's very adaptable, but. Still. There are definitely no wizards or spells in Stellis.
He listens a little longer, letting her get it out. It's impossible not to let his gaze drop to the briars, but he's careful not to touch them.]
To be honest, a lot of it is strange to me, too. It's not quite as bad, but some things... it's like they've been moved a little to the left. Like this room--there are artists who've used something similar in their exhibits, but those are all predetermined, like a set of paintings. It's not something anyone can do with a few little taps. [Except ToT is set in 2030 so they probably have rampant generative AI but we don't need to think about that hellscape.]
Here--can I show you something?
He listens a little longer, letting her get it out. It's impossible not to let his gaze drop to the briars, but he's careful not to touch them.]
To be honest, a lot of it is strange to me, too. It's not quite as bad, but some things... it's like they've been moved a little to the left. Like this room--there are artists who've used something similar in their exhibits, but those are all predetermined, like a set of paintings. It's not something anyone can do with a few little taps. [Except ToT is set in 2030 so they probably have rampant generative AI but we don't need to think about that hellscape.]
Here--can I show you something?
[FOILED AGAIN.
That's okay she almost stole Diluc's bird by accident, don't want to pet-nap twice.]
Luke! Hello there! [Also gasping at this outfit.] Oh, are these your usual clothes? They're very dashing, they look so comfortable too.
[And then to the bird.]
And Peanut, that's the perfect name. You are just a little peanut, aren't you sweetie? [Will he accept head skritches]
That's okay she almost stole Diluc's bird by accident, don't want to pet-nap twice.]
Luke! Hello there! [Also gasping at this outfit.] Oh, are these your usual clothes? They're very dashing, they look so comfortable too.
[And then to the bird.]
And Peanut, that's the perfect name. You are just a little peanut, aren't you sweetie? [Will he accept head skritches]
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[No I think she can and should steal every pet and lead the coup this way]
Oh--uh, thanks? [DASHING... embarrassing... I did heavily debate giving him his knight costume as my second choice which would've been hilarious.
Peanut will accept them!! With a happy little chirp. Luke shakes his head, but the vibes are amused and fond.]
He's so spoiled.
Oh--uh, thanks? [DASHING... embarrassing... I did heavily debate giving him his knight costume as my second choice which would've been hilarious.
Peanut will accept them!! With a happy little chirp. Luke shakes his head, but the vibes are amused and fond.]
He's so spoiled.
[She gives a tidy huff, good-natured but wry.]
You might be surprised...
[She's starting to suspect she's out of her element in more ways than one. He'd probably find her world all too simple once he knew what was at the heart of it.
Rosamund listens attentively. It helps, truly. Her breathing has evened out and she isn't sniffling as much anymore.]
That sounds nice. An artist would make good use of a thing like this.
[She nods at the query, waving him ahead.]
By all means.
You might be surprised...
[She's starting to suspect she's out of her element in more ways than one. He'd probably find her world all too simple once he knew what was at the heart of it.
Rosamund listens attentively. It helps, truly. Her breathing has evened out and she isn't sniffling as much anymore.]
That sounds nice. An artist would make good use of a thing like this.
[She nods at the query, waving him ahead.]
By all means.
[Shhh listen they don't have to acknowledge that, okay, they can pretend he would be just as confused and freaked out as her.
Anyway, he lifts his wrist, pulling up the I.R.I.S. display and angling it for her to see.]
See right here? If you move your hand like this... [He swipes horizontally--] and then tap this, right here, you can send a t--a letter. The other person should receive it right away. If something like this happens again, send one to me, okay? I'll come find you, wherever you are.
Anyway, he lifts his wrist, pulling up the I.R.I.S. display and angling it for her to see.]
See right here? If you move your hand like this... [He swipes horizontally--] and then tap this, right here, you can send a t--a letter. The other person should receive it right away. If something like this happens again, send one to me, okay? I'll come find you, wherever you are.
[That's the real reason she'll get murdered, people want their damn pets back.
Also heh. I'm abusing emotion share to say she feels that and is aware that it is him. She feels distinctly pleased with herself now.]
No such thing. [She insists, fully enamoured. She even reaches into a pouch to pull out some bird seed — which she's been keeping for Diluc's bird — and offers it to Peanut in the dip of her palm.]
I think everyone's happy to find more of their things. Those skin suits were just terrible. Much too...defined.
Also heh. I'm abusing emotion share to say she feels that and is aware that it is him. She feels distinctly pleased with herself now.]
No such thing. [She insists, fully enamoured. She even reaches into a pouch to pull out some bird seed — which she's been keeping for Diluc's bird — and offers it to Peanut in the dip of her palm.]
I think everyone's happy to find more of their things. Those skin suits were just terrible. Much too...defined.
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