Of course. You've helped us, and now it's our turn to help you. I'll see to it that even the more reluctant ones— [ He glances at Mithra ] are there to assist you in getting what you need to get home.
As for this instability, I don't know. [ Despite his title, he doesn't actually know everything. ] Without knowing the exact cause, it's hard to say. But when the others eventually make their way back [ and he says this with a conviction that says he knows they will be back ] we'll figure out a way to deal with the meteor.
Thank you for keeping it safe and out of the wrong hands.
You'rr certain the rest are going to follow suit, then? [That was one of his next questions, so he'll just nod.] We only knew of some of their locations, but I assume they are powerful enough to sort it out themselves.
G'raha and Tatara should have the means for that spell. It's the unknown lasting effects that... concern me, dear Sage. That this Calamity can change us and reach so far out beyond this place and twist things...
I have a responsibility to my own people to not turn a blind eye to something that can tear the world apart like that. I'd also like to see if what has been done to us can be reversed, if we so choose.
They'll be back. [ He says this with full conviction. There are a couple of other Northerners that might take a while to come around, but...they'll be back. ]
I'm not an expert, [ he will preface everything he says with this over and over again, ] but I don't know how the calamity would affect you across worlds. It's just the moon, after all.
[Anyway now that Mithra looks like he's eaten a whole animal raw, he'll just slip back over here--]
Terrific advice. [Said as he wipes off remains of cherry juice from his fingers] You run a tidy ship given the circumstances.
I was hoping he'd sensed a similarity to you as a foreigner, or that it had been contained to myself, but it doesn't seem like that's the case. I suppose it's good, at least, he didn't say we felt like the moon, hm?
[He'll glance towards Tatara briefly, a pained sort of smile, before turning back to the Sage.]
There could be plenty of explanation... and maybe I'm overthinking. I just wish to make sure this won't bode poorly for the rest. A... loose end to tie, if we have to.
It happens, when you're faced with something the world and its history have never recorded before. All we can do is our best in those times.
[There's an unspoken apology in the words. He pushes only from the viewpoint of one in a similar situation. Even if the answers come up dry, its better than never having seaeched at all.]
...We can leave it at that for now. Did you have questions for us? [Though he turns his head as Tatara waves the group down.] ...After we sort out this other matter, I mean?
[He'll nod, but promptly turns his attention back to the vote, eyes softening as a new wizard drops to the ground with bright eyes and poise and curiosity. The prince, perhaps?
They have a tough conversation ahead of them. Perhaps he'll start this talk again, when things have settled.]
I'm beginning to get that impression. He does remind me of someone I know quite starkly that way.
[They would get along like a house on fire, he thinks...]
Mithra-kun, the kitchen will need to be repaired first. If you're that hungry, I can pull from my own stash. [As though to prove his point, one of the cherries from what remains of his pie is called to him. Oh good, the icebox is still under the rubble somewhere, then. Perfect.]
[Good lad! He'll even sweep him over to what remains of the fountain where there's a little more flat stone to sit. Eh, just tossing some of this aside with magic and being mindful of Ginger's garden-- but eventually he'll plop himself right down, patting the stone next to him.]
Here, sit. You can have as much as you'd like. [He'll even conjure up one of the forks. Is this one of their forks? Lol who knows. Not the point.]
I want to know what felt wrong when you first saw me. [It's a repeat, but he keeps his tone the same as though the question is brand new.] You were rather insistent.
[ Ah, what a fool Solomon is to believe Mithra will sit. Instead, he squats in front of the cherry pie and sticks his grubby ass fingers right into it, and shovels a handful into his mouth.
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And another. ]
This is good. [ He says, his mouth absolutely chock full of cherry pie, bits of cherry now all over his mouth and down his nice suit, making him look like he really did just sink his teeth into a boar.
With absolutely no consequence. ]
Oh, that. [ He says still with his mouth full, hands dirty. Fork? Don't know her. ] You feel like that guy. Ah, I forgot his name. [ he's going in for a third handful do you stop him ] But your magic is different and you're way weaker than him so you're probably not related to him.
Haha, what a good appetite you have, Mithra! That wasn't too bad at all, was it?
[Of course he doesn't stop him, he knows better than to get in the way of a speeding train that is a voracious, unworldy appetite. But he does look pleased to bits.]
Mm, names can be difficult. Was it another wizard? Your Sage? Or someone else?
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You've found a way back.
[ A breathy, offhand comment.
But he quickly returns to the topic at hand: ]
Of course. You've helped us, and now it's our turn to help you. I'll see to it that even the more reluctant ones— [ He glances at Mithra ] are there to assist you in getting what you need to get home.
As for this instability, I don't know. [ Despite his title, he doesn't actually know everything. ] Without knowing the exact cause, it's hard to say. But when the others eventually make their way back [ and he says this with a conviction that says he knows they will be back ] we'll figure out a way to deal with the meteor.
Thank you for keeping it safe and out of the wrong hands.
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G'raha and Tatara should have the means for that spell. It's the unknown lasting effects that... concern me, dear Sage. That this Calamity can change us and reach so far out beyond this place and twist things...
I have a responsibility to my own people to not turn a blind eye to something that can tear the world apart like that. I'd also like to see if what has been done to us can be reversed, if we so choose.
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I'm not an expert, [ he will preface everything he says with this over and over again, ] but I don't know how the calamity would affect you across worlds. It's just the moon, after all.
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Give him a moment to do.... something with Mithra lmao]
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Terrific advice. [Said as he wipes off remains of cherry juice from his fingers] You run a tidy ship given the circumstances.
I was hoping he'd sensed a similarity to you as a foreigner, or that it had been contained to myself, but it doesn't seem like that's the case. I suppose it's good, at least, he didn't say we felt like the moon, hm?
[He'll glance towards Tatara briefly, a pained sort of smile, before turning back to the Sage.]
There could be plenty of explanation... and maybe I'm overthinking. I just wish to make sure this won't bode poorly for the rest. A... loose end to tie, if we have to.
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I wish I could give you an answer, but I don't know who he's talking about.
[ He shrugs a little bit, but he does so in a way that makes it seem like he didn't have to. ]
There are a lot of mysteries in this world, but we're working on uncovering what we can. I'm sorry you might have to go home wondering.
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It happens, when you're faced with something the world and its history have never recorded before. All we can do is our best in those times.
[There's an unspoken apology in the words. He pushes only from the viewpoint of one in a similar situation. Even if the answers come up dry, its better than never having seaeched at all.]
...We can leave it at that for now. Did you have questions for us? [Though he turns his head as Tatara waves the group down.] ...After we sort out this other matter, I mean?
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He looks to the meeting called, then back to Solomon with a smile. ]
I can't wait to read what sort of story your sage has written about you.
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But he just concedes again, his smile tired.]
Solomon.
It's our Sage's story I hope will be remembered. I'm more than content with being footnotes to history.
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He smiles too! ]
I guess we'll see what he's written when the time comes.
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They have a tough conversation ahead of them. Perhaps he'll start this talk again, when things have settled.]
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Mithra. [Sharp.] I need your nose again. You said something was wrong, but I need you to be specific.
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Ha? [ He stares at Solomon, annoyed. ] No thank you.
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Hm? That wasn't a request. You did it so easily a moment ago.
Do I remind you of Akira-kun?
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[ Pops that rock candy in his mouth! ]
Can you please be quiet? I'm busy.
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[He stretches his hand out towards one of the many scattered mana stones, letting it levitate up towards his fingertips.]
You answered a summons to help. Answer my question and I will leave you alone to stuff your face.
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No.
[ He raises his hand and another mana stone flies towards him, nestling perfectly in his palm. ]
I'm sleepy. And hungry. Where's the cook?
[ He starts looking around... ]
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You'll have to bribe him with food.
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I'm beginning to get that impression. He does remind me of someone I know quite starkly that way.
[They would get along like a house on fire, he thinks...]
Mithra-kun, the kitchen will need to be repaired first. If you're that hungry, I can pull from my own stash. [As though to prove his point, one of the cherries from what remains of his pie is called to him. Oh good, the icebox is still under the rubble somewhere, then. Perfect.]
But I need your attention. Can you do that?
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Ugh, fine. What do you want.
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Here, sit. You can have as much as you'd like. [He'll even conjure up one of the forks. Is this one of their forks? Lol who knows. Not the point.]
I want to know what felt wrong when you first saw me. [It's a repeat, but he keeps his tone the same as though the question is brand new.] You were rather insistent.
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And another. ]
This is good. [ He says, his mouth absolutely chock full of cherry pie, bits of cherry now all over his mouth and down his nice suit, making him look like he really did just sink his teeth into a boar.
With absolutely no consequence. ]
Oh, that. [ He says still with his mouth full, hands dirty. Fork? Don't know her. ] You feel like that guy. Ah, I forgot his name. [ he's going in for a third handful do you stop him ] But your magic is different and you're way weaker than him so you're probably not related to him.
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[Of course he doesn't stop him, he knows better than to get in the way of a speeding train that is a voracious, unworldy appetite. But he does look pleased to bits.]
Mm, names can be difficult. Was it another wizard? Your Sage? Or someone else?
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The Sage's wizards really are something else, huh...]
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[ Buuut. Wow. This guy here. Just wow. ]