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!"

Welcome to your Fairy Tale.

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[amortristis]

[ i hate you ]

Not really. I've been in the mortal world for some amount of time, but most of what I've been doing doesn't sound anything like that.

[ Not yet, at least. She has to imagine she'd be contending with something like that soon enough. Or, she would, was she not here. ]

[biqe]

That's good, then.

[ Especially if she's actually something more similar to a mirrite... ]

...In any event, I don't think this is a prank on just you. But if it's eventually proven otherwise, you're welcome to rub it in my face.

[amortristis]

[ She makes a small noise in approval, nodding her head sightly. ]

I will hold you to that, then.

[ He's probably right, that this is more coincidence than anything specifically targeted, but it's hard to feel otherwise when she's the only fairy around (that she knows of). ]

I'm Morgan, by the way.

[biqe]

[ I honestly do not remember if he knows what Mercuria's mirrite's name was to be able to note the similarity and it would just be bracket text anyway so whatever!! ]

Phillip. It's nice to meet you, Morgan. Questionable circumstances aside, anyway.