𝔒𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔘𝔭𝔬𝔫 𝔐𝔬𝔡𝔰 (
faentasy) wrote in
onceuponacomm2021-05-27 10:57 pm
Prologue
PROLOGUE
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!"Welcome to your Fairy Tale.

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Me neither
I have to go home quickly
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[This is just great.]
Although I'd also like to know what the hell happened to my sword, while we're at it.
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It's not even a real sword
They could have just left it with me
[It's not sharp enough to cut anything, it would've been fine!]
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[I mean, not that he can really blame them, that thing is about 6 feet long. Plus, uh, it's also a gun, but details.]
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Just in case
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[He sighs, running his hand through his hair.]
... so I take it you aren't from around here either.
[That's not weird to him, the weird part is HIM ending up in some strange place. Did he get exoflected or something???]
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It's a small town in the mountains
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Never heard of it. Which means the next question is whether both of us were exoflected, or just me.
[Not that one option is any better than the other, but.]
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[You tried, Suga.]
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It's...
[Oh man. There's a reason why explaining this is usually Phil's job.]
... think of it like being copied into another world. Guess that's the easiest way to explain it.
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Is that something that's happened to you before
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[Don't ask. His world is weird.]
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But I also don't get a lot of news
[It's technically possible it's a thing and the news just hasn't reached Azakawa yet.]
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[Boy, this is a mess.]
Either way, that still doesn't tell us the reason why, or what whoever-it-is wants with us. Not like I'd trust their intentions either way...
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So they must be lying about that
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[The other part, though...]
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Maybe only some of us did
And they only printed one form letter?
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[That... makes sense, at least. It doesn't make him feel better about the whole situation, but it does make sense.]
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I don't have any money or much to offer
So why were we picked
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Dunno. It's not like this whole thing makes a ton of sense in the first place. To us, at least-- I'm sure they've got their reasons.
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[At least, Suga assumes all of this must have been significant effort.]
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They did say they'd come see us later
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[...]
The name's Marcus, by the way.
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If I find anything useful I'll let you know
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wrapup probably