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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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No problem. I really didn't mind helping.
[ He moved to kneel down so it would be easier to let the little pup go back to her dad. ]
Cute kid. She actually came to me and seemed pretty lost, though I gotta say... I never quite figured kids liked me all that much.
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King can't help but hold her close for a second before letting her stand on her own next to him.]
They tend to do that. Rook and Olive are pretty active, and if you don't pay attention enough they tend to run off and look around. Sometimes Ace gets involved, but not all the time.
You'd be surprised. The pups are good judges of character. I bet she could tell you were the right person to go to just by looking at you.
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Sounds like you definitely have your hands full.
[ One child sounded like a lot of work, but three sounded like it was likely a little chaotic at times. ]
You think so? I truly must be getting a bit too soft if kids are willing to get close to me so easily, then.
[ It almost would sound like a complaint, if it wasn't for the amiable, pleasant smile he was wearing in this moment. Maybe if the pup had been much less behaved or something? It could have been different, but as it was he really didn't mind what had happened. ]
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Don’t worry, I’m not exactly alone in this, and I’m more than happy to be busy with them again.
[Puppies that are a handful are more than welcome compared to all this murder and trial insanity. He’s pretty sure everyone can agree on that.]
Maybe a little bit. Just enough that kids and puppies will trust you, but not enough that an adult can’t take you seriously. Perfect amount, in my opinion.
[He’s a bit teasing as he says that. He’s not sure if he’s ever felt afraid of Karma, but he can definitely see reasons why he could. The kid is skilled, and he knows it. Even discounting the fact that he’s also a great person, he’s glad they’re so close.]