Emil Castagnier (
knightofratatosk) wrote2013-07-31 09:19 pm
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[It's late in the evening after a busy day of work at the tea shop, cooking and chores, and animal-wrangling that Emil finally sits down to flip through his journal and catch up on the events of the day.
He's taken to using a certain Christmas card that Buffy gave him a couple of years ago as a bookmark in the journal, both to keep it from getting lost or damaged and because it's bulky enough (being one of those musical cards) that it makes it easy to find his place right away. It's never occurred to him that sticking something that plays music into a journal that can broadcast things to everyone else whose journal is open might not be the best idea-- he always keeps the card closed, and besides, he's been doing it for a long time without any issues.
Today, however, he's so tired and the couch is so comfortable that he ends up starting to doze off as he pages through the journal. Everything is fine for a while... until he rolls over a bit, dislodging both journal and card from their places on the couch beside him and sending them toppling to the floor, the card landing half-open atop the also-opened journal. Of course, this immediately triggers the card to start playing music....
So Luceti, enjoy the very tinny version of "Jingle Bells" that is currently being broadcast over the journals. Emil has no idea his journal is even on.]
He's taken to using a certain Christmas card that Buffy gave him a couple of years ago as a bookmark in the journal, both to keep it from getting lost or damaged and because it's bulky enough (being one of those musical cards) that it makes it easy to find his place right away. It's never occurred to him that sticking something that plays music into a journal that can broadcast things to everyone else whose journal is open might not be the best idea-- he always keeps the card closed, and besides, he's been doing it for a long time without any issues.
Today, however, he's so tired and the couch is so comfortable that he ends up starting to doze off as he pages through the journal. Everything is fine for a while... until he rolls over a bit, dislodging both journal and card from their places on the couch beside him and sending them toppling to the floor, the card landing half-open atop the also-opened journal. Of course, this immediately triggers the card to start playing music....
So Luceti, enjoy the very tinny version of "Jingle Bells" that is currently being broadcast over the journals. Emil has no idea his journal is even on.]
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[She takes a minute, shuffling things can be heard. Conversations require comfort after all.]
You summon spirits? For what purpose?
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I don't know all of the details about how it works-- you'd have to ask Sheena if you wanted to know more about that. I, um... I've never made a pact with anyone before.
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[She laughs faintly, amused.]
And...what do you do? If you aren't a summoner? Oh! Are you a knight? Or a soldier?
[She sounds somewhat excited. She's never met a knight...]
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Oh, no... um, I'm actually a summon spirit. I just haven't made any pacts with summoners-- at least, none that I can remember.
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What sort of spirit are you? I suppose...what would you be summoned to do?
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... at least, that's what I've been told. I don't remember any of that stuff for myself.
[... it's complicated.]
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And you lost your memory? I...can relate to that, myself. I've had my memories stolen before. It's dreadful, isn't it? Those missing chunks...it makes me feel empty.
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But... I do wish that I could remember more about who I really am. It'd be nice to know all of those things.
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Is he a good sort of spirit in you, or bad?
[Hopefully good...unlike mine.]
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[A very long time, and the world ended up being split in two (quite literally) because of it. It's pretty understandable why Ratatosk would be angry about that and why he would carry a grudge against humans even to this day.]
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It's...complicated though.
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I think it's always going to be complicated. Not all humans are bad, but there will always be some who are, and they're the ones who are going to end up causing problems for everyone else. It all comes down to whether you blame the people who are responsible or if you just blame humans.
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[She definitely doesn't like the idea of a war on humanity, it would be too high a price. But a few mysterious deaths of a few key people, and things changed for the better.]
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[Emil sounds a little unsure. He'd thought beings like gods were immortal, or at least that's how it had gone in the books he's read.]
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[She trails off, slightly unnerved by the idea and the memories.]
Some of the American gods were so drained they choose that path.
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[Voice] Filtered it's interesting how topics change, reading the rest of this thread.
Though, the world finds a way to go on, so it's not all sad. When one god dies, a new one has to take it's place. That's what happened in mine, anyway. Four new gods for a new era, and they're friendly at least.
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I think that's true. The universe does bring everything into balance. Maybe it's the same for your world, if the spirits are tied to the land like in mine. The newer ones, they're different...but I suppose it's suitable to match the times. They're tied to the people, the culture there, and the ideals of that nation.
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[Mana is around too, but that's a form of memory rather than energy.]
Is that where your world's magic comes from?
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