Mytho (
soheartless) wrote2013-12-18 11:43 am
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Once upon a time...
There was a prince who knew nothing. He was a prince who loved his people and wanted to express that affection by improving the lives of his citizens. However, all of his attempts to add to his knowledge in order to benefit his people ended in disappointment. Until one day, when the kingdom was hit by a terrible plague. Desperately, the prince turned to a traveling witch for help. He convinced her to cast a spell on him, one which would allow him to truly learn new information. The deal was successful, and the prince was consumed by newfound curiosity. He found himself traveling throughout the land, asking question after question, constantly adding new information to his mind.
However, no matter how many answers the prince received, he found himself unable to do anything other than asking more and more questions....
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[So Mytho has had a few weeks that have been eventful in the terms of getting some of his heart shards back. First was affection, which led to him spending more time around Rue. Then there was disappointment, which caused him to be somewhat withdrawn. And most recently, he has regained the desire for knowledge. Ever since last week, he has channeled this into studies. At school, he would be noticeable for asking questions frequently about even the most minor matters.
And this week, he goes around seeking some specific knowledge: the location of Rue. He's unaware that the rogue Malnosso's droids had kidnapped her. So he's been wandering around town, quick to inquire with anyone he sees, especially if he knows that the person in question knows her.]
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I don't know where Rue has. Have you seen her? I don't know where she could be...
[He can't stop there. He already has another question on his mind.]
I'd also like to know... How does this book work?
There was a prince who knew nothing. He was a prince who loved his people and wanted to express that affection by improving the lives of his citizens. However, all of his attempts to add to his knowledge in order to benefit his people ended in disappointment. Until one day, when the kingdom was hit by a terrible plague. Desperately, the prince turned to a traveling witch for help. He convinced her to cast a spell on him, one which would allow him to truly learn new information. The deal was successful, and the prince was consumed by newfound curiosity. He found himself traveling throughout the land, asking question after question, constantly adding new information to his mind.
However, no matter how many answers the prince received, he found himself unable to do anything other than asking more and more questions....
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[So Mytho has had a few weeks that have been eventful in the terms of getting some of his heart shards back. First was affection, which led to him spending more time around Rue. Then there was disappointment, which caused him to be somewhat withdrawn. And most recently, he has regained the desire for knowledge. Ever since last week, he has channeled this into studies. At school, he would be noticeable for asking questions frequently about even the most minor matters.
And this week, he goes around seeking some specific knowledge: the location of Rue. He's unaware that the rogue Malnosso's droids had kidnapped her. So he's been wandering around town, quick to inquire with anyone he sees, especially if he knows that the person in question knows her.]
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I don't know where Rue has. Have you seen her? I don't know where she could be...
[He can't stop there. He already has another question on his mind.]
I'd also like to know... How does this book work?
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[That's enough to make him concerned right off the bat. Quickly he opens the journal to a new page to attempt to filter a message to her.]
The filter isn't breaking when I try to contact her, so that means she's still here. Maybe she's just been staying at home lately?
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Is she sick? Is that true...?
Would she need... someone to care for her?
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Emil, I'd like to make her soup. I'd like to bring it to her.
How does one make such a thing...?
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Does Rue... like chicken? Do you think she will enjoy it?
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Wait-- who?
[The question barely registered in his distracted mind while he searched through the clothes in the shop for something that actually fit properly in his new, Shifted body. Though he had some decent enough clothes, he still needed a coat. Cliff, currently in the form of a petite, green eyed bluenette, set aside his search and gave the young man his full, undivided attention.]
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[He peers at the woman attentively, standing rigidly still.]
Do you know her? Have you ever heard the name before...?
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Nah, I haven't kid. Sorry.
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[He frowns, but he continues speaking.]
Her hair... is brown.
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Brown hair, huh? [He offered a friendly smile and leaned forward a little, so they were closer in height.]
Tell me more about Rue. Is...she your sister?
[Because the young man's demeanor seemed too innocent for the missing girl to be anything but a friend or a relative. Cliff was almost reminded of Florian, if his student had been a little more mellow.]
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No. I don't believe that we're related at all.
Rue... She's known me for a long time. She helps... to look after me.
[There's a lot more to it then that, involving crows and sinister ballet. But he only relates what she is in the present.]
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So she's a very good friend, then.
[A warm, understanding smile. Cliff had a friend like that himself, whose support he genuinely missed.]
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Those are the sorts of things... that make someone a good friend? Tell me, what are good friends like?
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Is her stuff still around?
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Do you think that... she's gone home? [He says, with some fear in his voice.] Why would she do such a thing?
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Her door... Suddenly I feel the feeling of fear about opening it...
[He's standing facing it right now, from where he is across the hall.]
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I'd like to know... I'd like to know if she'll stay here or not.
[As he hesitantly steps towards the door.]
And... I'd like to care for her.
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