Color...? [ Thinking, thinking... ] ...Um. I think it's mentioned in a book somewhere? Something about color? I think it used to be around a long, long time ago but... my world has always been this way. Especially for as long as I can remember..
[ They are so confused because UM... THEN THAT MEANS... LUCAS CAN? SEE COLOR?
(Oh stars, are you the only one that can't...? Can everyone else see???) ]
Oh! I see... I wonder what happened to it? [THE COLOR JUST EVAPORATED???? That's wild.] There really are all types of worlds out there...
[Meanwhile Lucas is just sitting here wondering if other people can't see color and he just assumed they CAN.]
So... the lack of color is normal, but the- [GAZING AT THE STARS.] -perpetual night isn't. Am I right to assume that you died on your way to face this King...?
[ Your guess is as good as theirs, Lucas. Considering Siffrin just helplessly shrugs. They don't know what happened to the color. An ancient phenomenon. ]
No, wherever the King's curse has reached seems to turn the area into perpetual night. [ A flinch at that last question. ] ..Yeah. Something like that.
Lucas immediately looks apologetic at the flinch, though.]
Ah, that was a bit blunt, wasn't it... I apologize, dear. [NOT EVERYONE IS AS CHILL ABOUT DYING AS HE IS AND HE FORGETS.] Are you aiming to return, then?
[ A shake of their head, nooo it's fine!! They're so normal about dying actually. ]
I have to go back. My group, my friends, they would likely have gone on without me and - [ Their breath hitches, bringing a hand to their chest and taking a deep breath in... and out. ] ..I need to go back.
Ah, though. Friends in danger. He's quiet, but nods solemnly.]
I understand. Then, I hope that these eight weeks pass by quickly for you... I can only imagine how difficult it is, being left in the middle of such a harrowing thing.
It's okay. [ It isn't! But they have to be fine. They have to be. For a moment, they look around the small village, until towards a building. There's probably a sign on it that says LIBRARY but it's in fantasy french language.
In front of it, on the bench is a young woman looking to be busily looking through some papers. Only slightly shorter than Siffrin, her demeanor looks very polite, and mild-mannered. Ah. ]
..Over there is one of them, that's Mirabelle. She's a Housemaiden under the Change belief. She's incredibly kind and overthinks a lot when she gets anxious but.. she's someone you can rely on for anything. You'd get along well with her, and I know she'd love to share her beliefs with you.
me looking at this person like i don't know anything ABOUT THIS CANON i have NO IDEA IF SHE'S NORMAL OR IF SHE'S INSANE. Fortunately Lucas doesn't find anything sus here since she just looks like a perfectly pleasant girl, and if Sif likes her, then he is also inclined to like her!]
Ah! I see... She sounds very sweet. The two of you are friends, then? Have you known each other very long?
[ believe me when i say siffrin's friends are so normal "what about siffrin" anyway Mirabelle just looks under some stress, but in that she's trying to not worry anyone else with it. Sweet sweet Mirabelle. ]
I was traveling alone when I came across them months ago, she was already traveling with Isabeau and Odile, trying to get the orbs necessary to open the House's gates and defeat the King. I helped them fight a monster off and they asked for my help so I joined them.
They really just wholeass wandered into this party, huh. His brows rise a bit, reflecting his surprise.]
Months ago? It sounds like you've really involved yourself in quite a situation in the span of months... But I'm certain they were grateful for you to join them. It sounds like no easy task to conquer alone.
Traveling with others does sound much more pleasant.
[And if that happy look is anything to go by, he guesses they agree. But! He also just kind of assumes the sad look has something to do with DYING, so he'll leave it for the time being. Instead:]
Will you tell me a little more about them? These friends of yours.
[ The dying life is truly rough fr on god no cap. ]
..There's five of us in the group. I told you about Mirabelle. [ With a gesture to follow, they go to the next building over to the left which has a sign that reads in Vaugardian THE FANTASY FRENCH "Shop." As they go in, it is in fact a shop. Towards the back, there is what looks to be a Japanese lady, oldge (she looks in her forties.) ]
That's Odile, the oldest of the group. [ Which I think is funny that after her Siffrin is the second oldest. The Mid/Late twenties fella. Odile looks over, her voice sounding softly as if just realizing that they're there, "Oh, Siffrin. You look rested. Glad to see you this laidback on the day before the end of the world." But it just an NPC line since Odile seems to go back to how she was before, browsing the shelves.
(...) ] She came from Ka Bue, doing a lot of traveling like me. She's very perceptive, curious, and though she looks like and pretends she doesn't care... she cares quite a lot.
[ ...Their chest hurts. They miss their friends, their family. ]
But he'll step and look around, taking in the details in a quietly interested sort of way. New places... New people... Still wild as hell that nothing has colors but it's fine.]
Ah, I see. [Even though Odile is not actually here, he'll just give her a polite little nod anyway.] She does sound like quite the person to know... Blunt with her words as well, perhaps?
[ It really is just greyscale, no colors. Just good ole shades of black, white and gray. There's various things you expect from a shop. Some food ingredients, books, some flyers on the walls, and there is a Change god statue on the table that is doing a nice little dance. ]
..Yeah, she is. Speaks her mind, she doesn't really sugarcoat things.
[ It's said with equal amusement, though it's quiet. Their shoulders tense just a little as they keep staring at the scene before them before turning to him. ]
Did you wanna explore the room a little? If not, I can introduce you to the next one.
[ANOTHER LITTLE GUY. He'll move forward to get a closer look at the statue, but glances back to Sif after a second. He can probably pick up on that slight tension, so he just says:]
[ Another little guy, just round and doing a sway side to side dance. ]
Alright.
[ Their smile as they watch Odile drops as they turn around, but the clouds already start to change the scenery. Back outside, though it looks to be the East side of the village when you look around. Which is comprised of several riverside houses, but they're more south next to a vegetable field.
As they approach the area, there's a small preteen that can be seen sighing and looking over the fence. Weirdly, Siffrin seems to slip into movement and words as if they're reliving the experience again. ]
Bonnie.
[ The kid looks up, still sulking but gives a deadpan squinty look at Siffrin, voice mumbling as they answer, "...hey frin." They pause, squinting a bit more, before huffing, "...What d'you want?" Not a moment after a sound happens, very faint, a small little rewind effect before Bonnie is back to looking over the fence and Siffrin is just.. standing there. They offer a smile Lucas's way after. ]
They're a kid, so their anger shouldn't be taken too much to heart. [ Siffrin does anyway. ] But they love cooking and food, and love making snacks and preparing meals for everyone. They're really good at it, too. Their face about lights up when you ask for a snack.
[There's something about the rewinding NPC-like nature of this place that truly sits ill at ease with him, but he focuses instead on everything that isn't that. Their interaction, however brief, and how cute it is. The garden itself. This new person, whom he has never and likely would never meet.]
Ah, Bonnie! I see. They do look very young... [A LATTLE BABY.] And even then, to be such a talented cook is a wonderful thing, indeed. I'm glad that they're able to enjoy keeping everyone fed. Dear Yves could have learned a thing or two from them, maybe.
[ No no, it's totally normal. If Siffrin notices at all, they don't seem like it, just continuing on with their introductions because everything is okay! ]
Mhm, the four of us were traveling when we came across them escaping from the King's curse. They've been with us since. [ A very good chef-in-the-making! Though curious... ] Yves cooks?
I can't really speak for them, but... it's been.. nice. Traveling with them.
[ It's been the happiest they've ever been, but they can't say that. Not again. Can't say how much traveling with them all has meant. But it's fine.. they blink over at that. ]
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[ They are so confused because UM... THEN THAT MEANS... LUCAS CAN? SEE COLOR?
(Oh stars, are you the only one that can't...? Can everyone else see???) ]
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[Meanwhile Lucas is just sitting here wondering if other people can't see color and he just assumed they CAN.]
So... the lack of color is normal, but the- [GAZING AT THE STARS.] -perpetual night isn't. Am I right to assume that you died on your way to face this King...?
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No, wherever the King's curse has reached seems to turn the area into perpetual night. [ A flinch at that last question. ] ..Yeah. Something like that.
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Lucas immediately looks apologetic at the flinch, though.]
Ah, that was a bit blunt, wasn't it... I apologize, dear. [NOT EVERYONE IS AS CHILL ABOUT DYING AS HE IS AND HE FORGETS.] Are you aiming to return, then?
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I have to go back. My group, my friends, they would likely have gone on without me and - [ Their breath hitches, bringing a hand to their chest and taking a deep breath in... and out. ] ..I need to go back.
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Ah, though. Friends in danger. He's quiet, but nods solemnly.]
I understand. Then, I hope that these eight weeks pass by quickly for you... I can only imagine how difficult it is, being left in the middle of such a harrowing thing.
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It's okay. [ It isn't! But they have to be fine. They have to be. For a moment, they look around the small village, until towards a building. There's probably a sign on it that says LIBRARY but it's in fantasy french language.
In front of it, on the bench is a young woman looking to be busily looking through some papers. Only slightly shorter than Siffrin, her demeanor looks very polite, and mild-mannered. Ah. ]
..Over there is one of them, that's Mirabelle. She's a Housemaiden under the Change belief. She's incredibly kind and overthinks a lot when she gets anxious but.. she's someone you can rely on for anything. You'd get along well with her, and I know she'd love to share her beliefs with you.
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me looking at this person like i don't know anything ABOUT THIS CANON i have NO IDEA IF SHE'S NORMAL OR IF SHE'S INSANE. Fortunately Lucas doesn't find anything sus here since she just looks like a perfectly pleasant girl, and if Sif likes her, then he is also inclined to like her!]
Ah! I see... She sounds very sweet. The two of you are friends, then? Have you known each other very long?
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I was traveling alone when I came across them months ago, she was already traveling with Isabeau and Odile, trying to get the orbs necessary to open the House's gates and defeat the King. I helped them fight a monster off and they asked for my help so I joined them.
[ Siffrin had nothing better to do, after all. ]
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They really just wholeass wandered into this party, huh. His brows rise a bit, reflecting his surprise.]
Months ago? It sounds like you've really involved yourself in quite a situation in the span of months... But I'm certain they were grateful for you to join them. It sounds like no easy task to conquer alone.
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[ Made them really happy. Which it shows on their face, but they don't say it. ]
..Anyway, we make a good group together.
[ A bit of a sad look as they stare at Mirabelle. ]
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[And if that happy look is anything to go by, he guesses they agree. But! He also just kind of assumes the sad look has something to do with DYING, so he'll leave it for the time being. Instead:]
Will you tell me a little more about them? These friends of yours.
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..There's five of us in the group. I told you about Mirabelle. [ With a gesture to follow, they go to the next building over to the left which has a sign that reads in Vaugardian THE FANTASY FRENCH "Shop." As they go in, it is in fact a shop. Towards the back, there is what looks to be a Japanese lady, oldge (she looks in her forties.) ]
That's Odile, the oldest of the group. [ Which I think is funny that after her Siffrin is the second oldest. The Mid/Late twenties fella. Odile looks over, her voice sounding softly as if just realizing that they're there, "Oh, Siffrin. You look rested. Glad to see you this laidback on the day before the end of the world." But it just an NPC line since Odile seems to go back to how she was before, browsing the shelves.
(...) ] She came from Ka Bue, doing a lot of traveling like me. She's very perceptive, curious, and though she looks like and pretends she doesn't care... she cares quite a lot.
[ ...Their chest hurts. They miss their friends, their family. ]
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But he'll step and look around, taking in the details in a quietly interested sort of way. New places... New people... Still wild as hell that nothing has colors but it's fine.]
Ah, I see. [Even though Odile is not actually here, he'll just give her a polite little nod anyway.] She does sound like quite the person to know... Blunt with her words as well, perhaps?
[Though he sounds more amused than anything.]
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..Yeah, she is. Speaks her mind, she doesn't really sugarcoat things.
[ It's said with equal amusement, though it's quiet. Their shoulders tense just a little as they keep staring at the scene before them before turning to him. ]
Did you wanna explore the room a little? If not, I can introduce you to the next one.
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Ah, I don't mind meeting the next one.
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Alright.
[ Their smile as they watch Odile drops as they turn around, but the clouds already start to change the scenery. Back outside, though it looks to be the East side of the village when you look around. Which is comprised of several riverside houses, but they're more south next to a vegetable field.
As they approach the area, there's a small preteen that can be seen sighing and looking over the fence. Weirdly, Siffrin seems to slip into movement and words as if they're reliving the experience again. ]
Bonnie.
[ The kid looks up, still sulking but gives a deadpan squinty look at Siffrin, voice mumbling as they answer, "...hey frin." They pause, squinting a bit more, before huffing, "...What d'you want?" Not a moment after a sound happens, very faint, a small little rewind effect before Bonnie is back to looking over the fence and Siffrin is just.. standing there. They offer a smile Lucas's way after. ]
They're a kid, so their anger shouldn't be taken too much to heart. [ Siffrin does anyway. ] But they love cooking and food, and love making snacks and preparing meals for everyone. They're really good at it, too. Their face about lights up when you ask for a snack.
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Ah, Bonnie! I see. They do look very young... [A LATTLE BABY.] And even then, to be such a talented cook is a wonderful thing, indeed. I'm glad that they're able to enjoy keeping everyone fed. Dear Yves could have learned a thing or two from them, maybe.
[No Yves' cooking is unsalvageable.]
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Mhm, the four of us were traveling when we came across them escaping from the King's curse. They've been with us since. [ A very good chef-in-the-making! Though curious... ] Yves cooks?
[ Yves cooking.... ]
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He doesn't say anything about it just yet, at least...]
Ah, what a fortuitous meeting, then. I do hope you've all been able to enjoy one another's company? [Not counting the potential DEATH they faced.
He also just kind of goes quiet for a second at that.]
...No.
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[ It's been the happiest they've ever been, but they can't say that. Not again. Can't say how much traveling with them all has meant. But it's fine.. they blink over at that. ]
No?
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[A little, encouraging nod.
And then he just shakes his head.
THAT'S IT. THAT'S THE ANSWER. JUST NO!]
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Also, help me. Siffrin just watches like.. wait. ]
..Not that good of a cook?
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Also don't worry about it. Except he just says, with a kind of vacant smile:]
I did eat a dish prepared by dear Yves once and almost met my God that much sooner because of it.
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Sorry, they laugh. ]
Sounds like an enlightening meal.
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