Farewell, dear Wanderers. It was a pleasure to have you here in Asgard. May your travels bring you many pleasant and wonderful experiences. We wish you a bright future.
a magical rainfall
june 10th ↴ a magical reprieve
On the night of the 10th, Clouds swirl over Asgard as an enchanted rainstorm begins. It rains all through the night and by morning, the rain has pooled into a special lake. This Lake, called Witches Mirror Lake, can be seen all over Asgard at all times of the day. Its distinct glittering lights emanate from the surface of the water and can be seen far into the sky.
witches mirror lake
june 10th-16th ↴ the lake and its phases
Full Lake, 11TH - 12TH → If the Wanderer approaches the lake and sees their reflection when the lake is full, the reflection will slowly change and they will see a brief glimpse of what that wanderer wants most. This glimpse can be seen by anyone in the vicinity of its waters. Once they have been shown the vision, that person will no longer see their reflection and no further visions will be seen.
Partial Lake, 13TH - 14TH → As the lake evaporates, it dries into crystal shards that lay bare on the edge of the lake. These shards are anywhere from an inch to a few feet long and resemble shards of glass. Wanderers will want to approach them with some care as they are sharp and it will make approaching the water a significant amount more difficult. (But not impossible.) Think of it as a lake surrounded by large glass shards at its edges. Potent spiritual magic resides in these crystal shards. If a wanderer goes to the lake and picks up one of these shards, they will be given a glimpse of what they fear reflected in all the surrounding shards.
Diamond Dust Lake, 15TH - 16TH → The lake dries up, leaving nothing but glittering white dust where the lake once was. This special dust is called "diamond dust". If the Wanderers come close to where the lake was and breathes it in or manages to gather it, they can bear witness to its special properties. If a Wanderers breathes it in and are near a person, it will show a vision about that person. It could be anything that the other person, in particular, wants them to see...or doesn't want them to see. If they are alone, the dust could reveal something hidden in the area around them. If there is nothing hidden in the area, the dust will turn into water and evaporate. If there is something hidden in the area, their vision will turn black and white and the hidden path will be the only thing in their vision that will be in color.
the final farewell a little bit of magic
ASGARDS END, 30TH → There are no curses this month. After much deliberation, the gods will send each wanderer back to their homeworld. Take this time to play out your final farewell with your CR, or play out the first moments of characters as they return back to their homeworlds. Feel free to include a small trinket of your choice to remind you of your time in Asgard.
1) The Lake What, Terezi skip out on visiting strange lakes after strange magical rainfalls? Perish the thought. She could be seen, wandering her way over, though she hadn't quite reached the edge of the lake yet, so if you wanted to catch her, it wasn't going to be that hard.
At the very least she was being careful of any shards of glass running around.
2) The Festivities & Farewells The Troll had spoken with Heimdall, the moment that there had been an announcement that people would be going home. She wasn't judging over the choice. Fuck, man, she'd been here a whole year, a third of a sweep. She'd known that this couldn't last forever and she was buying time for the inevitable, but she'd had to ask.
'Maybe,' he'd said. 'We can try, but I won't make promises.' Maybe they could send her somewhere else. She ... didn't have to stop existing. She didn't have to go back to being a dead troll in a doomed timeline, but the only part of this that sucked a bunch of hee haw beast orbs was that it meant finally, once and for all letting Vriska go. If she left, it was admitting that she knew her friend wasn't ever going to catch up to her, and she was just... gone. And that... that was a sadness that made her almost want to go back and accept fate. Vriska'd been a horrible bitch and a half, but she didn't deserve to die alone.
But... she made a decision. 'Give it a try. If it doesn't work, it was a good run.' A few people had reminded her that there were reasons to go on living, to try again. Maybe she could find them again, in some other fanciful world. She didn't have to give up, and so... she wouldn't.
She was sitting there, looking up at the fireworks when she saw someone she recognized and beckoned them over with a grin and something fruity in her hand. "So... tomorrow's the big day. Eh? You gonna miss me?"
The announcement came with... mixed feelings. For many people, perhaps this would be a development for the better. But for Naminé--
A promise of a brighter future was one thing. The cost of it, though - leaving behind this world, the first world in which she was truly happy - felt steep. More than that, it meant separating from the people who had made this place so welcoming in the first place, and grief twisted painfully in her chest to think of what might become of Terezi, what might become of Sora. Naminé had the same concerns as her moirail, would have asked the same thing if she'd had the opportunity. Yet it was only after the excitement of the revelation that they'd be leaving Asgard had settled somewhat that Naminé was finally able to get in touch with the other girl, and then only briefly to arrange a meeting at the first of the celebrations.
They'd talk about it. The blonde was quite certain of that, and as she caught sight of the troll and began to make her way over, Naminé tried very hard not to let herself think about the fact that it might be one of the last times. Raising a hand to wave, Naminé mustered a smile, though it took the full weight of her long-term practice. "There you are," she accused when she drew close enough.
She had to resist the urge to ask right away about what was really on her mind.
So, the first good sign was that she was grinning away when Naminé came up to her. She did not look morose right then. There was a definite agitated energy about her, but when she turned towards her moirail, she was grinning almost from ear to ear and her fanged maw showed, a wink following right after. she patted the spot next to her, motioning for her to sit down.
"So, I don't need to worry about the treehouse, eh? Lot of headache off both our heads. The water ruined everything. Hahaha." Someone was absolutely dancing around things there.
Naminé was well enough versed in the other girl's body language to recognize the cues in it. They didn't look overly forced, though the blonde was not one to jump to conclusions if she could help it. She did, however, find it required somewhat less effort to smile after seeing those familiar fangs in full view.
"I guess not," she agreed, taking her time to settle down next to her moirail. "I'm a little disappointed. I would have liked to see how it turned out, but... I suppose the timing was good."
Of the storm ruining the project, that was; at least there wasn't much effort wasted on rebuilding. And sure, Naminé knew full well that they were talking around the subject, but what was the harm in waiting an extra moment or two? If it gave Terezi time to prepare, gave them both time to prepare, then that was so much the better.
There was definitely a little discomfort there as Naminé came to sit down, but the smile wasn't forced at the very least. One hand rested on top of her knee, hovering over her leg while she tried to remain relaxed. "A tree hive can be made any day. You're bound to see another one down the road, and maybe you'll remember me when you do..."
She grunted. Ok. She hadn't planned to just.... "Sorry. I...I uh... talked to Heimdall. So you now. About..." Well, it wasn't like everyone here didn't know exactly what her situation was. It was the trunk-beast waiting to be talked about.
"You're ok, right? Where you're going? You're safe?" She sounded a little insistent as she said that. As if she wanted to focus on Naminé's situation first over her own.
"I will," the girl agreed, with more surety than she would otherwise display; she could count on both of those possibilities, truthfully. The first if the others had informed her correctly about her future and the second because there was no way it could be otherwise. More quietly, "But it won't be the same."
None of them would be the treehouse they'd talked about, that Terezi had worked on with her own hands. That thought was easily put aside, though, as the troll mentioned what was really hanging over their heads. Naminé nodded immediately, expression pensive as the other girl trailed off--
Only to ask after her, instead. The Nobody's face registered brief surprise, then crumpled slightly with a variety of other emotions. Pressing them down, Naminé responded carefully, "That's... what they tell me."
Her own situation wasn't her primary concern, but if Terezi wanted to put it off a little longer...
"It sounds like it won't be easy for a little while, but after that... They say everything will turn out alright." Aside from for Sora - yet Naminé stopped herself just short of saying as much. "It's hard to believe. But-- I trust the others to tell me the truth."
She'd talked to Sora, and... yeah... that was a thing. How much he'd told her was open to debate on if she understood, but he had a rough decision to make, if it was even the end of that whole situation, really? But she sighed some, reaching for her moirail's hands at the wrist and closing her eyes, breathing in and out for a second.
"They wouldn't lie to you," she said quietly. The people here wouldn't lie to her. She was important to them. "I just ... I needed to know you were safe, that you didn't need to ask what I asked Heimdall. We hadn't talked about it before, had we?"
She run her finger over the girl's palm. "He said they'd try, Naminé. He didn't make me a promise, but he said they'd try." She didn't sound upset. She sounded pretty hopeful, all things considered, but there was something she was holding back. It was written all over her face.
[What Sora wants most? That's not hard to figure. As if he needs this lake to tell him. But he's still drawn to it in habit of enjoying being near water after growing up on the Islands and all. When he peers in, it shows him happy and alive, maybe racing or sparring with his friends. Riku is there. So's Kairi. Donald and Goofy are. Along with Aqua and the rest that he saved back home finally after so long. They're all on the Islands and happy, together again and able to at least have a chance to enjoy peace, to be together and properly get to know each other and recover in the aftermath.]
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[Sora's curious when he sees the shards, tilting his head as he picks one up and blinks at it. His eyes widen and he almost drops it and cuts his hand through his gloves in his surprise at what he sees.
The memory, the image of all his friends being torn from him, or lying dead at his feet. Sora having been helpless against it. It brings up awful memories of the time he kept trying and trying to fix, to set right, and he falls to his knees. Hating how useless and helpless he had felt then. How he never wants that ever again. Rewriting it, changing the outcome had cost so much already. He's not sure he even could try it again even if he wanted to do so.]
No....
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[Sora probably doesn't necessarily want most seeing his final moments he recalls back home. Himself declaring that he had to go and get Kairi back. That even then he'd been told, more than once, about the risk. The cost of doing so in abusing the Power of Waking to return the hearts of his friends.
He frowns, pouting slightly as he coughs at the dust a little, trying to brush it off and away from him some. He might not immediately realize that others could also potentially see it though. His last memories of home.]
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[Sora, for his part, is trying to make the most of this. To make the most of these last memories here. With those from home and those from elsewhere he wouldn't have met if not for this place. He laughs, racing ahead and gesturing for others to join him to watch the fireworks, eyes wide and lips in that seemingly almost perpetual smile of his.]
[She was looking over his shoulder as he looked down. The announcement had just come out, but the lake was frankly more interesting. She'd already talked to Heimdall. She was nervous but hopeful, so she was doing what she could for the moment.]
Ok... what're we seeing here? I recognize Riku, heh... these your friends?
[Sora initially starts, not having expected company necessarily. Or he was just so distracted he didn't realize she was there in watching the scene play out. He gives a nod, raising a hand to the back of his head.]
Ah, yeah. My friends from home. Riku being one of them. And Kairi and Namine and the rest, all of us. Together. Everyone safe again.
So, the next thing you're going to tell me is that this is a vision of your future, right? That's totally what you're going to tell me, isn't it Sora?
[Because boy, she hoped that was what he was about to tell her and that this wasn't some weird fantasy. She'd talked with people from his world just barely enough to know that ... things weren't 100% certain there.]
[He does. He hopes at least, that the rest are together and happy and figuring things in the aftermath of everything with Xehanort being dealt with now. He wouldn't know. Not on his end. At least. Not yet that he figures, that he recalls. His lips purse as his gaze lowers, biting at his lower lip as his hands curl to fists at his sides.]
[She put her hand on his shoulder and she swallowed. There was a frown. The usual giddy and irreverant smiles melting away as she sighed. Those white eyes stared down at the picture and she breathed in and out.]
...I wish I cold come with you two. To help. I wouldn't have done much good at home... already did the good I could. They don't need me there anymore.
Huh? You mean....you think we can go to each other's worlds?
[That the gods have that much control when they send everyone back? Sora hadn't really considered it. He's not sure if he should even ask. What his own fate might be in getting sent back. Whether he would go back home to the Islands again aside from seeing it here in the lake like this. Part of him hopes. Part of him hates that part for daring to. He knew the risks in going to save Kairi.]
[ During the last day, Rhys can be found wandering with a hen sitting on his shoulder. Really just taking in the city that's ended up a second home, as strangely lonely as it's become with so many wanderers gone, despite the Asgardians that are still around.
As he gets closer, however, it becomes obvious that he's ... talking to the hen? Maybe there are stranger things, but he's probably never seemed like much of an animal person. ]
I hope you don't miss me too badly. You'll have lots of space and all the food you need at the farm, so don't worry about that. Sigyn and the others will take good care of you.
[ He scratches the hen under her beak, then finally offers a smile and a wave. ]
Hey! End of an era, huh?
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[ I couldn't really think of any other prompts but he'll be attending all the firework shows and stuff, so we can always do something else! ]
You are totally talking to a cluck beast. We finally broke your think pan, Rhys.
[She's laughing, sitting on a fence post. She'll be meeting Heimdall later today to roll the dice, just like Vris used to, and see where they fell. For the moment, she's in a surprisingly good mood all things considered. How could she not be? She had a chance. It wasn't like she had that before.]
So, back to sniffing vaults for loot and monsters is it?
[ He snorts. No, Asgard can't really take the credit for any potential madness he has. ]
If anything broke my think pan it was Pandora. But no, I'm done with the vault hunting. That was enough excitement to last me a lifetime. I've got a company to build now.
[She was still taking a little undeserved credit.]
Awww, you're going to miss all the fun of world building here. Well, at least you're not going back to get yourself munched by a monster.
I'd follow you and Gaige, but they didn't promise me which place they're sending me, or that I'd even get there... and 'sides. I promised someone else first I'd find 'em.
Haha, it'd be fun! Delve into horrible places. Get phat loot. Kill nasty monsters. That was basically the last three years of my life before I ever got here. [She cackled. Nope, not entirely sane still.]
But I'd rather find Naminé's world, cause ya know. Naminé. Yep... and they've got these heartless things to fight too, so I wouldn't be bored.
[ It didn't mean much now, he supposed, but Connor had managed to scrape together enough materials to finish making a small part to the machine that they were supposed to put together. He'd worked hard on it. Even though they were to return to their homeworld, it seemed like it would be irresponsible not to give it to who it was intended for. It was one of the loose ends he could still tie.
So during the fireworks, Connor made a point to find who it had been intended for. ]
[ It did in fact mean plenty. Rhys had every intention of finishing up the last of the job before the end of the month. There wasn't much left, and it would give the Asgardians something to keep working on, should they wish to. Which means he's been spending most of his waking hours running between the house - the animals still needed feeding while he worked on moving them - and the library.
But he takes breaks for the fireworks, and offers Connor a wide smile when he approaches. ]
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Terezi Pyrope | OTA
What, Terezi skip out on visiting strange lakes after strange magical rainfalls? Perish the thought. She could be seen, wandering her way over, though she hadn't quite reached the edge of the lake yet, so if you wanted to catch her, it wasn't going to be that hard.
At the very least she was being careful of any shards of glass running around.
2) The Festivities & Farewells
The Troll had spoken with Heimdall, the moment that there had been an announcement that people would be going home. She wasn't judging over the choice. Fuck, man, she'd been here a whole year, a third of a sweep. She'd known that this couldn't last forever and she was buying time for the inevitable, but she'd had to ask.
'Maybe,' he'd said. 'We can try, but I won't make promises.' Maybe they could send her somewhere else. She ... didn't have to stop existing. She didn't have to go back to being a dead troll in a doomed timeline, but the only part of this that sucked a bunch of hee haw beast orbs was that it meant finally, once and for all letting Vriska go. If she left, it was admitting that she knew her friend wasn't ever going to catch up to her, and she was just... gone. And that... that was a sadness that made her almost want to go back and accept fate. Vriska'd been a horrible bitch and a half, but she didn't deserve to die alone.
But... she made a decision. 'Give it a try. If it doesn't work, it was a good run.' A few people had reminded her that there were reasons to go on living, to try again. Maybe she could find them again, in some other fanciful world. She didn't have to give up, and so... she wouldn't.
She was sitting there, looking up at the fireworks when she saw someone she recognized and beckoned them over with a grin and something fruity in her hand. "So... tomorrow's the big day. Eh? You gonna miss me?"
2 with some minor timeline adjustment
A promise of a brighter future was one thing. The cost of it, though - leaving behind this world, the first world in which she was truly happy - felt steep. More than that, it meant separating from the people who had made this place so welcoming in the first place, and grief twisted painfully in her chest to think of what might become of Terezi, what might become of Sora. Naminé had the same concerns as her moirail, would have asked the same thing if she'd had the opportunity. Yet it was only after the excitement of the revelation that they'd be leaving Asgard had settled somewhat that Naminé was finally able to get in touch with the other girl, and then only briefly to arrange a meeting at the first of the celebrations.
They'd talk about it. The blonde was quite certain of that, and as she caught sight of the troll and began to make her way over, Naminé tried very hard not to let herself think about the fact that it might be one of the last times. Raising a hand to wave, Naminé mustered a smile, though it took the full weight of her long-term practice. "There you are," she accused when she drew close enough.
She had to resist the urge to ask right away about what was really on her mind.
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"So, I don't need to worry about the treehouse, eh? Lot of headache off both our heads. The water ruined everything. Hahaha." Someone was absolutely dancing around things there.
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"I guess not," she agreed, taking her time to settle down next to her moirail. "I'm a little disappointed. I would have liked to see how it turned out, but... I suppose the timing was good."
Of the storm ruining the project, that was; at least there wasn't much effort wasted on rebuilding. And sure, Naminé knew full well that they were talking around the subject, but what was the harm in waiting an extra moment or two? If it gave Terezi time to prepare, gave them both time to prepare, then that was so much the better.
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She grunted. Ok. She hadn't planned to just.... "Sorry. I...I uh... talked to Heimdall. So you now. About..." Well, it wasn't like everyone here didn't know exactly what her situation was. It was the trunk-beast waiting to be talked about.
"You're ok, right? Where you're going? You're safe?" She sounded a little insistent as she said that. As if she wanted to focus on Naminé's situation first over her own.
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None of them would be the treehouse they'd talked about, that Terezi had worked on with her own hands. That thought was easily put aside, though, as the troll mentioned what was really hanging over their heads. Naminé nodded immediately, expression pensive as the other girl trailed off--
Only to ask after her, instead. The Nobody's face registered brief surprise, then crumpled slightly with a variety of other emotions. Pressing them down, Naminé responded carefully, "That's... what they tell me."
Her own situation wasn't her primary concern, but if Terezi wanted to put it off a little longer...
"It sounds like it won't be easy for a little while, but after that... They say everything will turn out alright." Aside from for Sora - yet Naminé stopped herself just short of saying as much. "It's hard to believe. But-- I trust the others to tell me the truth."
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"They wouldn't lie to you," she said quietly. The people here wouldn't lie to her. She was important to them. "I just ... I needed to know you were safe, that you didn't need to ask what I asked Heimdall. We hadn't talked about it before, had we?"
She run her finger over the girl's palm. "He said they'd try, Naminé. He didn't make me a promise, but he said they'd try." She didn't sound upset. She sounded pretty hopeful, all things considered, but there was something she was holding back. It was written all over her face.
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[What Sora wants most? That's not hard to figure. As if he needs this lake to tell him. But he's still drawn to it in habit of enjoying being near water after growing up on the Islands and all. When he peers in, it shows him happy and alive, maybe racing or sparring with his friends. Riku is there. So's Kairi. Donald and Goofy are. Along with Aqua and the rest that he saved back home finally after so long. They're all on the Islands and happy, together again and able to at least have a chance to enjoy peace, to be together and properly get to know each other and recover in the aftermath.]
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[Sora's curious when he sees the shards, tilting his head as he picks one up and blinks at it. His eyes widen and he almost drops it and cuts his hand through his gloves in his surprise at what he sees.
The memory, the image of all his friends being torn from him, or lying dead at his feet. Sora having been helpless against it. It brings up awful memories of the time he kept trying and trying to fix, to set right, and he falls to his knees. Hating how useless and helpless he had felt then. How he never wants that ever again. Rewriting it, changing the outcome had cost so much already. He's not sure he even could try it again even if he wanted to do so.]
No....
Diamond Dust:
[Sora probably doesn't necessarily want most seeing his final moments he recalls back home. Himself declaring that he had to go and get Kairi back. That even then he'd been told, more than once, about the risk. The cost of doing so in abusing the Power of Waking to return the hearts of his friends.
He frowns, pouting slightly as he coughs at the dust a little, trying to brush it off and away from him some. He might not immediately realize that others could also potentially see it though. His last memories of home.]
Farewells:
[Sora, for his part, is trying to make the most of this. To make the most of these last memories here. With those from home and those from elsewhere he wouldn't have met if not for this place. He laughs, racing ahead and gesturing for others to join him to watch the fireworks, eyes wide and lips in that seemingly almost perpetual smile of his.]
Come on! One last night. We gotta enjoy this!
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Ok... what're we seeing here? I recognize Riku, heh... these your friends?
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[Sora initially starts, not having expected company necessarily. Or he was just so distracted he didn't realize she was there in watching the scene play out. He gives a nod, raising a hand to the back of his head.]
Ah, yeah. My friends from home. Riku being one of them. And Kairi and Namine and the rest, all of us. Together. Everyone safe again.
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[Because boy, she hoped that was what he was about to tell her and that this wasn't some weird fantasy. She'd talked with people from his world just barely enough to know that ... things weren't 100% certain there.]
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[He does. He hopes at least, that the rest are together and happy and figuring things in the aftermath of everything with Xehanort being dealt with now. He wouldn't know. Not on his end. At least. Not yet that he figures, that he recalls. His lips purse as his gaze lowers, biting at his lower lip as his hands curl to fists at his sides.]
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[She put her hand on his shoulder and she swallowed. There was a frown. The usual giddy and irreverant smiles melting away as she sighed. Those white eyes stared down at the picture and she breathed in and out.]
...I wish I cold come with you two. To help. I wouldn't have done much good at home... already did the good I could. They don't need me there anymore.
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[That the gods have that much control when they send everyone back? Sora hadn't really considered it. He's not sure if he should even ask. What his own fate might be in getting sent back. Whether he would go back home to the Islands again aside from seeing it here in the lake like this. Part of him hopes. Part of him hates that part for daring to. He knew the risks in going to save Kairi.]
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Rhys // OTA
[ During the last day, Rhys can be found wandering with a hen sitting on his shoulder. Really just taking in the city that's ended up a second home, as strangely lonely as it's become with so many wanderers gone, despite the Asgardians that are still around.
As he gets closer, however, it becomes obvious that he's ... talking to the hen? Maybe there are stranger things, but he's probably never seemed like much of an animal person. ]
I hope you don't miss me too badly. You'll have lots of space and all the food you need at the farm, so don't worry about that. Sigyn and the others will take good care of you.
[ He scratches the hen under her beak, then finally offers a smile and a wave. ]
Hey! End of an era, huh?
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[ I couldn't really think of any other prompts but he'll be attending all the firework shows and stuff, so we can always do something else! ]
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[She's laughing, sitting on a fence post. She'll be meeting Heimdall later today to roll the dice, just like Vris used to, and see where they fell. For the moment, she's in a surprisingly good mood all things considered. How could she not be? She had a chance. It wasn't like she had that before.]
So, back to sniffing vaults for loot and monsters is it?
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If anything broke my think pan it was Pandora. But no, I'm done with the vault hunting. That was enough excitement to last me a lifetime. I've got a company to build now.
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Awww, you're going to miss all the fun of world building here. Well, at least you're not going back to get yourself munched by a monster.
I'd follow you and Gaige, but they didn't promise me which place they're sending me, or that I'd even get there... and 'sides. I promised someone else first I'd find 'em.
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I've gathered that you're a little nuts, but considering what you've heard about our galaxy, I'm surprised you'd want to go there at all.
[ Are you okay?? ]
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But I'd rather find Naminé's world, cause ya know. Naminé. Yep... and they've got these heartless things to fight too, so I wouldn't be bored.
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So during the fireworks, Connor made a point to find who it had been intended for. ]
Rhys?
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But he takes breaks for the fireworks, and offers Connor a wide smile when he approaches. ]
Hey! What's up?
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I finished this. I don't think there will be another chance to give it to you.
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[ He takes it, and turns it over in his hands for a quick 'inspection' before pocketing it. Looks good at first glance, anyway. ]
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[ Connor looks at the piece questioningly. ]
I didn't think there would be much of a point to that given the circumstances.
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