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06 - Voice - The awakened one

[ He's muffling a yawn. ]

Long naps are something I've had to get used to, but that one was... particularly long. And not particularly restful ones. [ Yes, he is talking about that whole sleepers thing. ]

Or maybe it wasn't that long? How long will do changes to the castle itself normally last? The changes to other places seemed to... not take this long to go away.

... not that I mind the changes to the library.

[ Filtered to Wade: His handwritting is sort of terrible. Don't mind that- ]

... I think I owe you an apology, at the very least.

[ It's foggy. He's not quite sure. ]

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I'm afraid I do not have the answers to your questions. I have not had the pleasure of observing this land before this change everyone speaks of.

[ That certainly is a sarcastic bite to his voice. He's still frustrated that he could be put under a sleeping spell for several days immediately upon arrival. ]

How has the library changed from before?

[ Relevant to his interests. ]

Ah, well, maybe someone here does. I haven't been here that long, and apparently neither have you.

[ He's rather cheerful sounding for that. ]

It used to be.. two floors, inside the castle where everyone is staying. Instead of whole tower.

[ He doesn't want to admit he's new, but his lack of denial is an affirmation in itself. ]

Good to know they are looking after our education.

[ More of that sarcasm. ]

Are there any libraries other than theirs? In the city perhaps?

[ He bets the Castle's library will be lacking in information that might help him escape. He's still in the process of scouting the city, but he will have memorized most of it soon enough. Better sooner than later. ]

[ A short laugh. So much sarcasm. ]

It didn't before this, as far as I was aware. And I don't see anything resembling a library like I would have seen home in an area without plumbing.

I have tried to seek knowledge elsewhere, but... The people of the city seem quite content with their lot, despite the kidnappings so close to them. Disturbingly so.

[ This troubled him, for the Assassins had benefited from a populace's vigilantes before. The complacency of the people and the daily drills of the knights did nothing to assuage his concern. ]

Their contentment while being so close probably stems from "at least it isn't us." It wouldn't be terribly surprising.

Some fear has them in its grip, or there would be no risk in helping us. What do you know of the Castle's power?

Well, I'm from somewhere that no one else seems to know, I haven't heard of a great deal of things everyone else is familiar with - so it is has great power to have such reach.

Then there is its ability to do "losses". Home, human experimentation has only produced people who have no emotions and heightened magic or physical abilities - that's nothing like what the castle does. So great power there too.

[ It sounds too much like the power of the Apple. But even then, the ancient artifact had only reduced everyone to mindless soldiers. His last target had said it himself, that to completely control Altaïr would rob both who he was and what he did. He could only be tricked into doing his tasks, not directly controlled. ]

That is probably why it has deigned to allow us our minds. It seems it is bent instead on setting us on certain paths and clouding our eyes. An ignorant man—better, several ignorant men—can do great damage. I must see to it that I do not become one of them.

Left us our minds but for particular instances, it seems.

[ He didn't mean to attack someone he did. ]

Particularly when there is a charismatic ignorant man leading them into chaos. Or someone who isn't ignorant but feigns it - there are quite a few possibilities.

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[She answers, hesitantly]

Maybe. I'm not sure I'd really blame what happened on you but...look...can we meet somewhere to talk?

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[ Well, that makes it both easier and harder- ]

Ah... There is a new building, a sort of glass house with plants in it. Is that good?

[Yes. Glass walls. Good idea...]

Yeah. That'll work. I'll be down there in a few minutes.

[ Glass walls, outside but not quite open air. ]

I'll let you get there and get comfortable?

[ Wait a few minutes before walking down, more or less. They're on the same floor, so he'll.. follow from a distance. Will that make it less awkward? He has terrible role-models about this. Lucile and Froaude don't care. ]

[Maybe. She's not really sure, but at least he's trying, and that does more to ease her worry than the actual offer. She's not sure if it's him she's a little afraid of now, or whatever it is that's lurking inside him]

Okay. Sounds good...

[She'll close the journal then and make her way downstairs to the greenhouse and settles on a bench to wait.]

[ Wade, it is perfectly acceptable to be afraid of the thing inside him. Sion is a little afraid of the thing inside of him.

And so he heads down after what he thinks is a couple minutes, and awkwardly looks about. Red hair, red hair- Ah.

He'll just awkwardly stand well out of arm and sword reach. Sorry- ]

... I suppose it would be easiest to explain if you pick a thing to question?

[Wade awkwardly picks at her dress as she thinks this over]

Maybe start with telling me what you remember?

I - ah... I was looking for Ryner, but... It was really hard to find him. Something was getting in my way except not... really? Then I found him. Except...

Ryner isn't your height or a redhead.

[Softly, after swallowing a lump in her throat] I thought you were going to kill me. I was just...trying to wake you and then suddenly you had this black sword and...

[ Sion winces. ]

I'm.. sorry.

[ Somehow, he thinks adding that "I couldn't actually manage to kill him either" wouldn't help anything. ]

[The apology helps, a little, but the unease refuses to go away. There's too many questions]

Can you just explain to me how it was that you went from searching for someone - the Ryner you kept asking for - to...that.

Ah-

[ He almost fidgets. His hands tuck into his sleeves for a moment, then back out at his sides. ]

It's... complicated. And doesn't make very much sense....

[ But he sighs heavily, and might speak a little more quickly. ]

If I kill him, he won't go to an eternal hell. And since he's my best friend...

[ ... His world is a mess? ]

So to save him, you have to kill him? [She's sure there's something she's missing, but she at least needs to be sure she's getting that part right]

... Yes? It wouldn't be my friend who goes to hell forever, if I kill him. It would be.. someone I don't know.

[ Yeah, like why murder won't send someone to this hell. ]

But he'd still be dead.

[She's trying he best to get what he's saying, but it's difficult]

... Yes. It's... complicated. [ He's been saying that a lot. ]

And a huge mess. Everything about home is, really.

[She's silent for another long moment, then after letting out a sigh, she held out a hand]

Come here...

[ Sion blinks, and steps closer, stopping in her reach. He might look like he's expecting that hand to turn to a slap or something. ]

... Here?

[Wade rolled her eyes, grabbed one of his hands, and tried to pull him down to sit next to her]

[ He is a bit awkwardly easy to budge. It doesn't take that much, which is somewhat sad. But now he is here, awkwardly sitting next to her. ]

Oh. Here.

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[She's a bit awkward herself. It feels strange to fear him and pity him at the same time, but she doesn't want to avoid someone because of what the castle made them do. It wasn't fair.

She squeezed his hand and looked at him]

I'm sorry. I don't really have any idea of what that might be like, to have to do something like that. I'm sure it's not easy...

[ Awkward laughter, and he definitely sounds like he'd rather be crying. ]

Its a mess.

[Swallowing, Wade puts an arm around his shoulder in a sort of half hug. If he needs it as much as he sounds like, then maybe he'll meet her halfway.]

That sounds like an understatement.

[ He's startled by that shoulder hug. It takes him a moment to realize exactly what that is, and he hesitates a bit... then leans into her side. ]

Biggest understatement, I think. Next to Ferris loves dango and Ryner loves sleep.

[Even if she doesn't know the people involved she laughs softly, though it's choked a little by the fact that now she kind of wants to cry. She hugs him a little tighter with her one arm.]

Those two are...really good friends of yours?

Yes. They treat me like a person, rather than...

[ And now he looks a bit embarrassed as he looks at her, still leaning into that hug. ]

... Rather than a king.

[ Something he neglected to mention, didn't he- ]

[Yes, it's new information to her, but on the same hand, some of this makes a whole lot more sense. The part about the assassins, at least. She leans back a little to look at him for a moment]

Scion...

[And she immediately renews the hug, this time with both arms. Awkwardness be damned]

Those are the best kind of friends to have. I understand why you'd miss them.

[ Its because he really looks like a king, doesn't he? Tired and skinny and terribly awkward- Although it might explain the robes.

What does he do about hugs? Honestly, he was expecting her to hit him when she pulled away, not to resume the hug with both arms. ]

Eh-

[ Its true. They stick with him, casual book-over-door 'attempts on his life' and blackmail aside. So slowly he brings his arms up under hers to return the hug. ]

Its not like I don't have other support, but.. [ Most of them, he's still not quite a person. ]

Friends are something special.

[She knows that better than most.]

Can't say I've seen anything like this here before. Different than most of the other changes, too.

[ He sounds thoughtful, if anything. ]

Well, the first one I came across was the... uh, place with the religion.. troubles? And these two seem rather... hard to compare.

[ They're still in the castle, after all. ]

Hard to compare anything this castle does to anything else, I think. [ Thoughtfully. ] ... but I follow you. You settling in alright, library aside?

I can't say I like all these changes and... things that happen. Sleeping a whole day is bother enough when its my own... problems. Five days is a bit much for something that isn't even restful.

You go home while you were out, or did you just sleep?

[ There's something almost pointed about his question, suddenly. ]

It probably was plain sleep. I remember dreaming of home, though.

[ ... Okay, since the guy was asking so intently. ]

That happens? Sleeping and waking up home?

... yeah. She was out for- a hell of a long time, though. Over a week.

So the longer you sleep, the more likely you might go home while you do so.

I'm not sure if I want to try sleeping for a particularly long time, or avoid sleeping even more.

Hey, it's correlation, not causation. But - your guess is as good as mine. Welcome back, regardless.

True enough. And thank you.

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