fujimaru | Palace Game 6/3

The Dreamer In The Grand Temple
Humanity Foundation Value: ????

What has been will be again,
what has been done will be done again;
there is nothing new under the sun.

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eudaimoniac

[ttttouches the symbol?]

From:

fujimaru

He has a vision, briefly, of a masked man on a white horse, his blade raised high, clearly ready to bring it down in a hard slash.

From:

eudaimoniac

[flinching away hard

don't like that. he goes to the first intact locked door and touches the symbol on that one?]

From:

fujimaru

At the touch he hears Da Vinci's voice, as clearly as if she were standing right next to him:

"Kirschtaria Wodime. The chairman of the Animusphere-controlled Astromancy Department, one of the Clock Tower's twelve departments of study, and the official Team A leader. He's the head of the exceptionally distinguished Wodime family, whose name and magical circuits have both been around for thousands of years.

He's also Marisbury's top pupil, and was rumored to be a better heir to the Lordship than Olga Marie.

He was expected to forge a contract with a Lancer. In terms of overall magecraft capability, he was head and shoulders above the rest."

From:

eudaimoniac

[touches the next door after a breath to recover from that weirdness]

Edited Date: 2022-09-04 02:30 am (UTC)

From:

fujimaru

Again, Da Vinci's voice:

"Beryl Gut. As for him...

Eh, I guess we don't have to cover ALL these Masters in depth! Moving on!"

From:

eudaimoniac

[he examines this door to see if there's any clue as to how to unlock.]

From:

fujimaru

There does not appear to be, and honestly, the longer he looks at the specific door, Beryl's door, the more uneasy he feels--though it's not something that is necessarily his own emotions; it feels like a prickling between his shoulderblades, like being in the same room as someone else being anxious.

From:

eudaimoniac

[steps back from that, then, and tries to open one of the ruined doors. let's say the saber one]

From:

fujimaru

He can get the door partly open--a crack, at least--before it butts up against something on the other side and refuses to open any further. No matter how hard he pushes, he cannot get it more open than that.

From:

eudaimoniac

[pppppeers through the crack]

From:

fujimaru

There's nothing there!

Or rather, it's a black void, a sense of utter and completely nothing that lies behind the door. What light there is in this outer room just appear to fall into the darkness, completely swallowed out.

From:

eudaimoniac

[well i'm not trying to open this anymore then

stepping back to take stock. are there any items in the room? interactables?]

From:

fujimaru

He can see flashes of color among the broken rubble of all four ruined doors. The only one that is in immediate plain sight is the large--but broken--gem in front of the second door. It's like the size of a child's fist, but cracked nearly in two.

From:

eudaimoniac

[picking up the halves of the broken gem and looking around to see if there's anywhere this . . . could go]

From:

fujimaru

When he picks up the gem--

You see a young woman, one hand pressed to her eye. She looks so lonely, watching someone that you know she is too afraid to speak to, strangled in the expectations of her role. Regret is a sharp pain in one eye, the scent of water and flowers as she sinks below the surface.

It fades quietly, like bubbles rising to the surface. But in the base of the broken statue, there is a depression that seems like the gem would fit there.

From:

eudaimoniac

[I DONT LIKE THIS

he places the gem in the depression and goes to look at the other flashes of color in the rubble.]

From:

fujimaru

He can see them at the other three doors, if he looks. They're partially hidden, but in some cases some are more obvious than others: something bone-white at door one, a flash of crimson at door three, and something white at door four.

From:

eudaimoniac

[checking out the bone-white at door one]

Edited Date: 2022-09-04 06:40 pm (UTC)

From:

fujimaru

The item appears to be a wolf fang, unbroken and gleaming. Picking it up triggers another memory:

You see young man, looking so, so tired. You want so much to reach out to him, when it looks like a strong breeze might knock him right over, but you know that he will certainly reject it. Regret is a knife in the back, a wolf's lonely howl in the distance.

From:

eudaimoniac

[is there anywhere the fang looks like it should go?]

From:

fujimaru

As with the gem, there is a depression in the broken statue that stands before the first door. He'll find a similar one for the other two, as he searches.

From:

eudaimoniac

[COOL putting all the items where they belong.]

From:

fujimaru

As with the fang and the gem, the items he finds will trigger more flashes: a delicate crimson poppy (a young woman, wreathed in flames, weeping beside the giant, broken body of her lover. Her grief is something older and more piercing than you can understand. Regret is the weight of millenia, born down upon her shoulders, an emptiness where love once existed and has been taken away.) and a neatly-folded handkerchief with a kissmark in the corner (a man laughing cheerfully, seated across a campfire from you, exuding a warmth that you feel has to be genuine. Regret is your own loneliness, the greater understanding of a camaraderie and team you could have had, but has been taken from you), but they each fit into their respective pedestal.

And then, behind him, a voice: "You're really looking to tidy this place up, huh?"

From:

eudaimoniac

[jumps and whirls around, disoriented by the visions]

—I'm just trying things.

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