Prologue

[faentasy]

PROLOGUE

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The clink of glasses, the clatter of utensils upon plates and the soft murmur of conversation flows smoothly in the warmly lit dining hall. It's a dinner party, a rather vivacious one at that, with the food flowing freely. Savory and sweet, regional specialties, refined and rustic, there's something for everyone. Omurice, chiffon cake, kimchi, sizzling porterhouse steaks—it might be more apt to call it a buffet than anything else.

Do buffets usually serve such a unique smorgasbord of food? And actually, weren't you doing something else? A free meal is usually a good thing but is anything truly free? Who are these people around you? And where exactly are you?

Whatever thoughts are racing through your mind, they're abruptly cut off by a note, high pitched G-sharp from a woodwind. All your senses return to you, though they won't tell you much. Maybe not all of them actually, if you're used to feats of heroic strength or manipulating reality or numerous other abilities. There is one clue at least, a heavy weighted paper beneath your plate, an embossed note rather than a list of courses.

"Enjoy yourselves. I'll come see you when you've had your fill. And don't try to dine and dash, huh? There's something I have—something I can do for you, after all. Besides, you've already agreed to the terms anyway!"

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[amortristis]

[ Not her problem!!!! >:^( ]

No, I don't think so. I haven't seen any yet, but I don't know of any that would do organize something like this.

[ Not that she's seen any in a while. ]

Believe me or not. I don't care.

[reallyfishy]

[At least she recognizes how strange of a coincidence it is...if that's all it really is.]

I'll give ya the benefit of the doubt. What sets you apart from the others, then?

[amortristis]

I don't have the ability to access any of my magic. If I did, this conversation wouldn't be happening.

[ It's not so much of a threat as it is that she'd have changed into something a little more mundane the moment she got here to avoid dealing with all the side eyes she thinks will be coming. ]

Besides, it seems like a lot of unnecessary suspicion to place on myself if I was somehow involved with this. [ motions vaguely to the big sign ]

[reallyfishy]

Spoken like a true suspicious person.

[But he winks as soon as he says it, signaling that he's just kidding.]

Nah, you're makin' plenty of sense. So the only magic bein' used is theirs, huh... [That raises a lot of questions for sure.] Makes ya wonder what else they coulda done to us.

[amortristis]

[ That's rich, coming from Mr. Sus himself!!! ]

Mm. I wonder how far the tampering with memories go, if we supposedly agreed to something that none of us remember. It's hard to effectively gauge how much has been sealed.

[ Assumedly they'd come back at some point, depending on what triggers them, but... ]

[reallyfishy]

[Takes one to know one and all that.]

Right? And why make us forget somethin' we agreed to? If it's an unintended side effect, they sure aren't in a rush ta clear things up.

[He waves the note, hinting at the fact that they've been allowed to roam like chickens with their heads cut off while they wait for their host.]

[amortristis]

Even if they do elaborate, there's no guarantees that it will be anything particularly helpful. It'd be hard to just go on their word.

[reallyfishy]

Yyyup. Guess we can really only trust our fellow strangers for now. [With a wink in her direction:] I s'pose there're worse options.

[He's probably not being entirely serious. Unless...?]

[amortristis]

... Perhaps.

[ She's still giving him a Stare, for what it's worth. ]

[reallyfishy]

[Wow! What could he have possibly done to earn that?]

Don't be so excited to agree with me...