FINAL CHAPTER

[faentasy]

Final Chapter

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Like the secrets that spilled out into the open, the night sky above Aira Niluc also seems to be running free; whatever part of the land you find yourself in at night, you'll find that the night sky has been painted with shooting stars. Watching them brings a certain comfort, the feeling of chicken soup on a cold winter day, the nostalgia of meeting an old friend again, a warm fuzzy feeling from your core.

A boost to your spirits is likely welcome at this point, and it seems be the only thing Aira Niluc has to offer you at this as no new locations open up to you this week. There's a certain energy in the air, but not all of that can be blamed on the shooting stars, given the explosion that happened this weekend. For now the chasm in what was once the fountain remains impassable, but who knows when that will change?

[[Welcome to Week 6! Feel free to make top levels at your discretion, and remember to note it in your header if you plan on investigating any locations. However, please try to keep investigations to Monday, Tuesday or Wednesday! You can also privately contact Hamelin at your leisure through Wednesday of this week.

Also, please note the shop's discount on magnifying glasses! ]]

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[ideismo]

[That actually gets him to look up for a moment; incidentally, this is a truly shitty boat, it's more of an awkward raft that will hopefully displace more water than it takes on.]

Yeager, if you could somehow solve the Empire's problems within half an hour, I would have to be annoyed with you on principle.

[He shrugs a bit, though. Sets the shitty little contraption on the lake just to make sure it won't sink immediately. It doesn't.]

...I've never discussed this with anyone. Not with any of my men; not even with Schwann. Perhaps I just wanted to for once. I'm not sure.

[...]

I appreciate the distraction, either way.

[scythegun]

[He watches the "boat" land in the water, shaking his head a bit at Alexei's words.]

You really need to find someone better equipped for these things, milord...

[It's wry though, and certainly not bothered any. Sometimes you need to talk just to sort your own thoughts out, and it's not like he's never done that to anyone here.]

Besides, I'm sure it's different with your men and Schwann. They need to see you a certain way, ja?

[They need to believe you know what you're doing, and you don't have doubts about it. Schwann doesn't need to hear that you aren't certain things will actually go well, even with a plan in place to try to avoid things going the same way as in their own timelines.]

But if you ever want truly terrible advice, you're welcome to inflict your thoughts on me. As long as you're fine with me inflicting my dreadful opinions on you, of course~

[Alright, here we go!! The monstrosity is rather large, but it's been carefully constructed to not topple off the raft immediately so he'll go ahead and get it set up... and moving to secure it just to be safe, of course.]

So! Are you ready to light it up?

[It's your turn to do the honors!!!!]

[ideismo]

[do you have an accelerant to pour on it

...is it more booze

if you didn't bring peach schnapps he's going to judge you for the missed opportunity.]

[scythegun]

[what kind of fool do you take him for, of course it's peach schnapps.]

[ideismo]

[Oh, good, he can comfortably hate you for doing that.]

...Very well, then.

[Just...let him saturate the ugly thing and light it up with some of the matches that he just carries with him now, he supposes; out onto the lake it goes. The littlest viking funeral.]

[scythegun]

[he wouldn't want to disappoint you! his sense of humor remains as shitty as ever~ ☆]

You even came prepared! It's like you expected I'd be doing something like this.

[Either that or you're just carrying matches now, and he's honestly not sure which is funnier.

Anyway, there it goes... This horrid thing with an ugly oni mask setting sail out onto the lake. Yeager raises a hand in a salute.]

Farewell, brave warrior, you shall never be forgotten.

[oh my god.]

[ideismo]

[Do peaches even burn properly...]

We ought to be careful about what we destroy from here. My concern is less with the others and more with Hamelin and...whatever else we're opposing.

[scythegun]

[we're about to find out.]

Oh, I know. If we end up having too much fun I'm sure someone will stop us.

[Probably Hamelin or whatever the hell's going on with the thing in the mirrors. But you never know, maybe McGillis will decide he's sick of our shit.]

It really was fun while it lasted, though.

[taps playing on a kazoo in the bg]

[ideismo]

...It was, yes.

[...]

Thank you. For the distraction, and for letting me talk to you for a while.

[scythegun]

You say that like I didn't drag you into building a boat. Come now, you hardly need to thank me for that.

[It's... kind of weird to be thanked at all, really.]

[ideismo]

In fairness, I'm not certain we can call whatever I made a boat.

[scythegun]

[looks back out at the disaster......]

Ja, "boat" might have been a bit too generous. Still! It floated and that's what matters.