Ahead of him, lying in the dirt is a girl in a little cream-white nightgown which has become somewhat messy from what looks to be her fall. A book has spilled off to the side of one of her hands, its mangled pages and spine from the way it has haphazardly opened when it fell from her grasp.
[NO ONE ELSE GETS THE OTHER HALF OF HIS FUNNY TIKTOK CUT OFF SCREAM BECAUSE NO ONE IS HERE!!!!!
Except for the girl lying in the dirt. Thinking about how Lucas has already been through this before and yet his stupid ass will fall for it every single time.]
—Nadia?!
[HELLO!! NOT AGAIN what the fck he's immediately abandoning the .05 second thought he had of trying to figure out what happened and how to get back in favor of running over to her side. The book doesn't even get a glance just yet, he's just scooping her up into his arms.]
LUCAS REALLY HAS SINGLE-TARGET NO BRAINCELL FOR NADIA!!!!!!!!
The girl goes easily up into Lucas's powerful arms because she is so damn frail. She coughs once or twice, but just sort of curls up into his arms.
"I wanted to go for a walk," she says forlornly, having, of course, ended up in the dirt like a worm. Imagine not only having trouble walking, but bringing a book with you to over-encumber yourself, too.
[HE IS........ HE IS!!!!! He knows this isn't real and yet WHAT IS HE SUPPOSED TO DO WHEN HE SEES NADIA LYING IN THE DIRT!!!! OOOOOOOUGHHHHH NADIAAAAA. His wholeass CYOA team, forgotten...
It stings to hear the cough and see her so fragile, just as he remembers, but he meets her with a smile as he always does. Just gently brushing the dirt away from her!! Fixing her hair!! Straightening her nightgown!!]
My dear, you're going to give your brother a terrible fright if you leave without a warning... We can go on a walk together, if you'd like. Did you bring your journal?
YEAH! Walkies! Nadia brightens cheerfully at the offer and nods her head. "Yes, please." Because why would a feeble little girl not want to go on a walk. It isn't as if she has been locked away inside of a room forever or anything.
Most of the dirt is brushed and knocked away, even if some of it may have stained the pure color regardless. She puts one arm up around his neck and allows him to retrieve the book.
"It's a book," she says shyly.
The title of it is, The Teacher's Pet. Apparently, it is a romance.
[WALKIES!!! The way this is actually hilariously accurate for Nadia because she loves love so damn bad and constantly wants to hear all about everyone's love lives and would adore romance novels. He will hand her back her book and then settle her more properly into his arms so he can carry her princess style.]
Oh? Did one of your nurses sneak you another one of these? And yet, you never seem to enjoy the books that I bring for you as much... I think I may cry...
[Gently teasing... But okay Nadia secured, so now he can look around like WHERE THE HELL AM I. IS THE MIRROR STILL BEHIND HIM?? CAN HE SEE NONA??? What do his lil eyeballs see as he glances around...]
Yeah, yeah, yeah. She is sneakily reading romance because she desperately wants her big brother to find and experience a health, romantic love life...
"No...! Don't cry..."
Don't give her dumb school books, she wants the good stuff.
Finally using his eyeballs instead of being sucked into traumatic hallucinations and realities, Lucas can see that he's standing on the dirt pathway out front of what must be some sort of hospital or clinic. When he looks back, he does not see anything except more of the scenery. The mirror is gone, and so too are Nona, Kate, and Gojo.
Ahead of him, though, is a standing figure hidden by some shadows.
[THAT DOES SOUND LIKE NADIA. Also he hates this hello WHERE THE HELL IS EVERYONE ELSE (being eaten by a treasure chest apparently).
He doesn't want to spook even this hallucination of Nadia though, so he just starts to move forward. Walkies he fckin guesses as he tries to find another mirror to hop back into or something hot damn.]
It's too late...! I'm going to cry a whole river of tears now and we'll have to paddle all the way back.
[WHY IS SASUKE IN THE SHADOWS. He pauses for a second but continues moving ahead slowly, keeping an eye on it. As he gets closer, can he see more...]
Sometimes, mimics happen. Don't worry about them...
Worry about this silhouette ahead. Nadia covers a small giggle, trying not to over-do it even if her brother is silly. But she notices the figure, too, and goes quiet and watchful. Who...!
As the two of them get closer, Lucas will run into his favorite person in the entire world. A familiar man is standing on the side of the path as if he's been waiting. It's a wonder he isn't sprawled out in the dirt, asleep.
[I'M WORRIED ABOUT IT AND ABOUT KATE BEING CARRIED AWAY BY FCKIN COYOTES AGAIN not ac changing that to Don Coyotes.
It's fine though he's worried about the other three but since he can't see the VIOLENCE UPON THEM he's just focusing on the figure that isn't Sasuke tch. NOT SCIEN AGAIN. He tucks Nadia a little more securely against himself but he will make his way over... WARILY. And yet comfortable enough to approach with his baby sister at all.]
Yes, Scien again. He's always out there, waiting, watching. Nadia doesn't seem to mind, but tucks her head under Lucas's thin while watchfully regarding this messy-looking man.
Scien looks Lucas over, looks at Nadia, then finally lifts his arms and hands out in her direction. "Give her to me. I've found a cure. The others are coming." That's all he says, though. He does not try to grab her from Lucas, but waits.
Somehow, she's on the ground, and looking up, she sees a young man hovering over her, holding her by one arm. "Are you alright?" he asks.
Two other people are also hovered over her: a girl with two long, reddish braids, and a young man with short, spiky, blonde hair. The girl is in casual clothes, but the young man has a wide, long sword strapped to his back.
"Well, getting you up off the ground right now," Aldo says. He will help her up, mostly because she still only has one arm! Why did it transfer... It's fine.
It is Cloud! He is looking as grouchy as usual, but it doesn't seem to be directed at Nona so much as it is the situation in general. The other girl is... Ashlyn actually! She doesn't get in the way of Aldo helping, but she does look over her a little worriedly.
[she'll get up, but she's still very ??? though there's a pang in her heart, seeing aldo again, and seeing ashlyn as well when she misses her. not to go fuck you to cloud but she sees him regularly so...........]
HELP. Cloud really cast aside into the dirt as he is every single time. Rest in pieces.
"Something stupid probably," Cloud grumps.
Ashlyn sort of just makes a face. The way Aldo is absolutely unbothered by anything, especially Cloud. "We have to let go of the things that used to be important to us," he says. "In order to move on."
Aldo's brows furrow. He's not irritated, but he has an expression like he's confused why Nona would ask such a silly question. "Each other, of course," he says with the utmost kind of casualness.
Ashlyn and Cloud are just looking at her in turn. Ashlyn nods. Cloud nods, too.
"Us first," Ashlyn says. "Don't think about it too hard."
"One and done," Cloud says. He offers her something in the palm of his hand. It's a long, curved dagger.
Surely she is going to stab her friends to be able to move forward. They watch her carefully, waiting, looks expectant.
And then everything freezes. Aldo, Ashlyn, Cloud. They freeze, not moving, not blinking. In fact, everything else is frozen, too. Movement around them, leaves, dirt, even the air.
Suddenly, everything stretches, pulled. It resembles smeared paint. Their bodies are plucked by one point and stretched. Like a rubberband, the time between when they are frozen speeds up, too fast, rushing. They are pushed through time by 25 minutes.
The three of them are on the ground, lying together. Blood blossoms through their clothes over the center of their chests. The long, curved dagger is in Nona's hand, the blade covered in blood.
she thinks having to stab her loved ones is a needlessly extreme way to do this and wow sure hope lucas isn't going through something similar—aaaaaaaaaa?
at the new sight, nona lets out a brief scream, startled as she jumps back.]
Her very good friends lie there while she holds the murder weapon, and then all at once, everything freezes like before. And begins to stretch, and stretch, and stretch. Nona can feel herself stretching, too. It feels like her body becomes spaghetti. Instead of speeding ahead forward, everything begins to speed backward. Ashlyn, Cloud, Aldo. Nona goes with them.
Once more, the three of them are standing over her. Aldo is helping her up.
[good news! as an expert on time loops, nona is extremely used to going through the same events over and over again. it's still disorienting the first time it happens.
normally she would try and act natural but since none of this is real maybe and she is still MISSING AN ARM she decides to say whatever she wants.]
I'm... Yeah, I'm good. Are you about to tell me I need to let go and stab you or something?
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LUCAS
Ahead of him, lying in the dirt is a girl in a little cream-white nightgown which has become somewhat messy from what looks to be her fall. A book has spilled off to the side of one of her hands, its mangled pages and spine from the way it has haphazardly opened when it fell from her grasp.
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Except for the girl lying in the dirt. Thinking about how Lucas has already been through this before and yet his stupid ass will fall for it every single time.]
—Nadia?!
[HELLO!! NOT AGAIN what the fck he's immediately abandoning the .05 second thought he had of trying to figure out what happened and how to get back in favor of running over to her side. The book doesn't even get a glance just yet, he's just scooping her up into his arms.]
Nadia, are you alright...?
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The girl goes easily up into Lucas's powerful arms because she is so damn frail. She coughs once or twice, but just sort of curls up into his arms.
"I wanted to go for a walk," she says forlornly, having, of course, ended up in the dirt like a worm. Imagine not only having trouble walking, but bringing a book with you to over-encumber yourself, too.
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It stings to hear the cough and see her so fragile, just as he remembers, but he meets her with a smile as he always does. Just gently brushing the dirt away from her!! Fixing her hair!! Straightening her nightgown!!]
My dear, you're going to give your brother a terrible fright if you leave without a warning... We can go on a walk together, if you'd like. Did you bring your journal?
[He'll reach down to pick up the book, too.]
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Most of the dirt is brushed and knocked away, even if some of it may have stained the pure color regardless. She puts one arm up around his neck and allows him to retrieve the book.
"It's a book," she says shyly.
The title of it is, The Teacher's Pet. Apparently, it is a romance.
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Oh? Did one of your nurses sneak you another one of these? And yet, you never seem to enjoy the books that I bring for you as much... I think I may cry...
[Gently teasing... But okay Nadia secured, so now he can look around like WHERE THE HELL AM I. IS THE MIRROR STILL BEHIND HIM?? CAN HE SEE NONA??? What do his lil eyeballs see as he glances around...]
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"No...! Don't cry..."
Don't give her dumb school books, she wants the good stuff.
Finally using his eyeballs instead of being sucked into traumatic hallucinations and realities, Lucas can see that he's standing on the dirt pathway out front of what must be some sort of hospital or clinic. When he looks back, he does not see anything except more of the scenery. The mirror is gone, and so too are Nona, Kate, and Gojo.
Ahead of him, though, is a standing figure hidden by some shadows.
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He doesn't want to spook even this hallucination of Nadia though, so he just starts to move forward. Walkies he fckin guesses as he tries to find another mirror to hop back into or something hot damn.]
It's too late...! I'm going to cry a whole river of tears now and we'll have to paddle all the way back.
[WHY IS SASUKE IN THE SHADOWS. He pauses for a second but continues moving ahead slowly, keeping an eye on it. As he gets closer, can he see more...]
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Worry about this silhouette ahead. Nadia covers a small giggle, trying not to over-do it even if her brother is silly. But she notices the figure, too, and goes quiet and watchful. Who...!
As the two of them get closer, Lucas will run into his favorite person in the entire world. A familiar man is standing on the side of the path as if he's been waiting. It's a wonder he isn't sprawled out in the dirt, asleep.
"You're taking too long," he says. "Come here."
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It's fine though he's worried about the other three but since he can't see the VIOLENCE UPON THEM he's just focusing on the figure that isn't Sasuke tch. NOT SCIEN AGAIN. He tucks Nadia a little more securely against himself but he will make his way over... WARILY. And yet comfortable enough to approach with his baby sister at all.]
What is it...?
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Yes, Scien again. He's always out there, waiting, watching. Nadia doesn't seem to mind, but tucks her head under Lucas's thin while watchfully regarding this messy-looking man.
Scien looks Lucas over, looks at Nadia, then finally lifts his arms and hands out in her direction. "Give her to me. I've found a cure. The others are coming." That's all he says, though. He does not try to grab her from Lucas, but waits.
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There's a kick of irritation because even hallucinatory Sciens are out here being so damn demanding.]
What do you mean by "the others"? I can just go with you.
[He does not hand Nadia over especially when she is all nice and cozy, that's the same level of crime as when you disturb a sleeping cat.]
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NONA
Somehow, she's on the ground, and looking up, she sees a young man hovering over her, holding her by one arm. "Are you alright?" he asks.
Two other people are also hovered over her: a girl with two long, reddish braids, and a young man with short, spiky, blonde hair. The girl is in casual clothes, but the young man has a wide, long sword strapped to his back.
"You good?" the young man.
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anyway she blinks a few times, confused.]
Aldo...? Yeah, I'm good, but... what are you doing here?
[glances at cloud and aerith too like ??? when did you guys get here]
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"Well, getting you up off the ground right now," Aldo says. He will help her up, mostly because she still only has one arm! Why did it transfer... It's fine.
It is Cloud! He is looking as grouchy as usual, but it doesn't seem to be directed at Nona so much as it is the situation in general. The other girl is... Ashlyn actually! She doesn't get in the way of Aldo helping, but she does look over her a little worriedly.
"Ready?" Cloud asks.
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Um... ready for what? What are we doing?
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"Something stupid probably," Cloud grumps.
Ashlyn sort of just makes a face. The way Aldo is absolutely unbothered by anything, especially Cloud. "We have to let go of the things that used to be important to us," he says. "In order to move on."
Why is this so cryptic for?
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Well, yes. I know that. [...] But what exactly are we letting go of here...?
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Ashlyn and Cloud are just looking at her in turn. Ashlyn nods. Cloud nods, too.
"Us first," Ashlyn says. "Don't think about it too hard."
"One and done," Cloud says. He offers her something in the palm of his hand. It's a long, curved dagger.
They wait.
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... You're not saying to stab you, are you?
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Surely she is going to stab her friends to be able to move forward. They watch her carefully, waiting, looks expectant.
And then everything freezes. Aldo, Ashlyn, Cloud. They freeze, not moving, not blinking. In fact, everything else is frozen, too. Movement around them, leaves, dirt, even the air.
Suddenly, everything stretches, pulled. It resembles smeared paint. Their bodies are plucked by one point and stretched. Like a rubberband, the time between when they are frozen speeds up, too fast, rushing. They are pushed through time by 25 minutes.
The three of them are on the ground, lying together. Blood blossoms through their clothes over the center of their chests. The long, curved dagger is in Nona's hand, the blade covered in blood.
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she thinks having to stab her loved ones is a needlessly extreme way to do this and wow sure hope lucas isn't going through something similar—aaaaaaaaaa?
at the new sight, nona lets out a brief scream, startled as she jumps back.]
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Her very good friends lie there while she holds the murder weapon, and then all at once, everything freezes like before. And begins to stretch, and stretch, and stretch. Nona can feel herself stretching, too. It feels like her body becomes spaghetti. Instead of speeding ahead forward, everything begins to speed backward. Ashlyn, Cloud, Aldo. Nona goes with them.
Once more, the three of them are standing over her. Aldo is helping her up.
"You good?" Cloud asks.
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normally she would try and act natural but since none of this is real maybe and she is still MISSING AN ARM she decides to say whatever she wants.]
I'm... Yeah, I'm good. Are you about to tell me I need to let go and stab you or something?
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