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15strangers2020-03-01 01:58 pm
strangerpeople) wrote in 15strangers2020-03-01 01:58 pm
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Isn't this where.....
[Living and dead have reunited. That is all well and good. However, all these trains and cars and starships mean nothing by themselves - many of you may be wondering precisely where they are headed, and the answer presents itself soon in the form of a yawning portal in the middle of space. Yawning, calm, so as not to be mistaken with the writhing and twitching of the wefts - it seems to belong, or at least to be accepted as a cosmic inevitability. And this is what all of the dubious spacecrafts sail into for now - it is just barely large enough for all of them to go in one at a time, and to come out on the other side of the wormhole.
That appears to be some kind of airspace. Those curious about the place they're going may want to open the stained glass windows of the trains to get a much better view of the scenery they're descending on. The landscapes are mostly gorgeous, looking from a distance as though they were painted with watercolors, although some may think it also looks a bit, well, haphazardly patched together. For the trains, there is a floating dock above the land that looks brand new, and an elevator to take down to the ground. All other ships can find an easy landing space in the meadow, like the weird UFOs they are. Nevertheless, there is a path to follow from there, leading to a castle in the distance. It is a path lined with wonderful flowers and trees... and also a chaotic smattering of other trees that don't look like they quite belong. Sheets of dry lasagna make up the bark of the spaghetti trees, their inexplicably cooked pasta hanging like a weeping willow as marinara drips from their meatball fruit. The smell is overpowering, but don't let that ruin the trip. "In fact, it would be better if you let it work up an appetite", the cheerful voice of 707 suggests as he leads the pack up the trail like a hyperactive boy scout leader.
Finally, the doors of the castle open up. The halls are full of doors, each glowing from within - some of you may recognize the names of your homes, and others may not. But going past them, there is an enormous arch that is named The Hall of the Beginning as indicated by the carvings on it. Inside is a table that will be familiar to one of the strangers. It is the table that the original 15 Titled met at the beginning of Nirn, and it's overflowing with a feast even more grandiose than the last time. All of the drinks and cuisine you've been missing for so long is here - from sugar-spiced coffee and bubble tea, delicious scones as good as an aunt's, ridiculously spicy takeout wok, popcorn, philly cheesesteaks and the most perfect star shaped peanut-butter-jelly sandwiches known to man, a big toblerone on a long silver platter, three types of ramen, beer, so many grapes, melon bread, something labeled "dead chicken" that is obviously just a regular roast chicken.... it definitely seems like there were too many cooks here, but cooks with their heart in the right place. Some other favorites of the strangers will also be among the chaos if they look hard enough, but certainly, somewhere, it was deemed that they should have a celebration feast.
But then, you are not strangers any more, are you? Everyone here is a familiar face now, and there are even more familiar faces waiting around the table. The ones who wrote the letter, 707, Halley, Maka, Alexis, and Cardia are already there coming and going, but occasionally many others will stumble through one of the many doors. People from the games who had not fallen to IT. People from home, people you love. What we have here is a nexus and a party all in one. Here, there will be as much time for goodbyes as you like - or, as the hall suggests, new beginnings.]
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Going in for a group hug like that? She's never really felt all too comfortable with physical affection, she's never been sure she can trust it, but...
That fond smile creeps back onto her face.]
The things I do for love, I swear.
[She'll approach, a bit tenatively, but she's quick to give King a tight hug as soon as she's in proximity to do so.]
We're so happy to see you alive and well. There aren't words...
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I'm just so happy...everyone else is okay...
[The husky hasn't joined yet, but she's standing close by, a smile on her muzzle as she watches.]
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I'm sure... it's been agony wondering what happened to you, you know? We missed you so much...
[And eventually, she'll take a small step back to smile at the husky, offering as much of a curtsy as she can manage amidst a hug.]
Our apologies for not introducing ourselves.
My name is Ris. King and I were companions on the train. I do apologize for cutting in on your family time, but he has become like family to us, as well.
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[He knows it's not his fault, but he can't help it. He put them through so much worry.
He steps back as well, grabbing the pups as she introduces herself to Bailey, who nods in response.]
It's fine. From what King told me before, you were one of the people that kept him from doing anything stupid. I should be thanking you, really.
[She puts out a paw to shake.]
The name's Bailey. It's great to meet you.
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[But yes, introducing herself to dog-dad's wife!!]
Ehehe... We're not sure we could say that about ourselves, but it's an honor to know he thinks of me so highly.
It's a pleasure to meet you, as well. And to see you reunited with someone who loves you all so dearly.
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Yeah, I don't think you can talk to him any more.
[And I hope you're ready to be shaken thoroughly, rather than stirred, because Bailey is not gentle with handshakes.]
Don't be modest! If I were at that first motive, well...let's just say I can't say it in front of the pups.
[That Conductor would not be alive, is what she's implying.]
So...even if you don't see it that way, thanks again. I owe you.
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[Well! That's certainly happening!
But... it's okay, she thinks. It's not upsetting, coming from someone like this, like it might have been before the train.
Honestly, it's enough to make her break into even more of a smile, and even a laugh. It's nice to be around people that are so affectionate.]
Well, the only payment I'll be taking is you taking care of him now that he's back!
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[Every world is better now that IT is gone.
And now it’s Bailey’s turn to laugh a bit as she let’s go of Ris’ hand.]
Don’t worry, me and everyone else from the Wolf House’ll be on that. There’s some advantages to having so many animals in one house.
If you ever think you need us for more though, give us a call. We’ll be happy to help.
All of us.
[They’re both not sure how they’d help too much, let alone how they’re going to stay in touch between worlds, but if there’s a will, there’s a way!]
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I suppose I'll have to find a way to visit, too. To catch up with you myself. They are offering us some kind of cellular phone to keep in contact once we've all gone back home, but I imagine it's far too much to ask of it to offer us some kind of teleportation spell as well.
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Do you know if Eric's got one? From what he said at the town, I'm pretty sure he's technically a god of this world? And he's actually a good one, so we might be able to convince him to help us get around with portals and stuff.
[If Ris can't use her own powers, anyway. He's pretty sure someone mentioned reality warping with her, but can't fully be sure.]