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Reflexively, you curl tighter. Just another minute. Just another minute of sleep is all you need, but the sun waits for no one. Wait. The sun? After many days and nights with only moonlight to guide you, your eyes snap open and your pupils contract at the light.

It's been a while, hasn't it?

Bask in this euphoria for however long it lasts, until your memory snaps back against your mind like a rubber band. Weren't you dead? No matter how you met your end, you certainly remember dying in vivid detail. The pain that corresponds to the last moment's of your life chooses then to make itself known, trying to wriggle free from your skin almost literally. That mark on your skin wasn't there before either.

Take a moment to breathe and get your bearings, and really take everything into focus. The warm rays of sun that dance upon your skin are colorful and fragmented like a kaleidoscope, the effect of being filtered through stained glass. Of all the places to wake up, it seems you're inside a church that's no stranger to you, St. Mary's Basilica. While the odds are good you've woken up with company somewhere near by, the glint of gold from the altar will likely catch your attention regardless—embedded deep in the altar stands a golden staff, two sculpted wings draped down its sides.

While some things are the same, and some things are different, there are still more questions than answers. But the inscription engraved into the roof of the ceiling of the Church, now visible in proper lighting seems rather apt: Welcome to Krakow (again).

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[contrabandit]

[ no plans until hyoubu eats! ]

No, no, you're going to make me feel badly if you don't eat it. I made it myself and it actually took some time and effort.

[ jars are hard to open. ]

[tokihanate]

[ ... You're trying to guilt him into it. It's super effective!

But still, he tries to resist. ]

I didn't know you could cook.

[contrabandit]

I can't.

[ stares. ]

But I tried for a reason.

[tokihanate]

[ That just makes him apprehensive. ]

F-fine.

[ Reaches for..... ]

[contrabandit]

[ he quickly pours him a glass of milk. just in case the sandwich is shit, please wash it down with this. ]

Good. I'd like to prove that we can save ourselves despite what has happened. It's important to do the basics, if only because they can't take that away from us. Eating, sleeping, living - all of it is necessary.

[tokihanate]

[ The sandwhich is fine but he likes milk, but so he'll drink it anyway. ]

Hmm. [ And swallow down first. ] Technically, not necessary.

[ Well that woozy drunk feeling is starting to clear. Thanks Elliot. ]

[contrabandit]

Yes, necessary. If we want to stay sharp. The pen is only mightier than the sword if the person wielding it handles it well.

[tokihanate]

I wasn't planning to write. [ He can also be as much of a shit as you can Elliot~ But you can tell this means he's feeling better.]

[contrabandit]

Ha, we'll probably be writing on you at this rate. Little scribbles on your face when you finally collapse from exhaustion, you foolish fool.

[ don't think he's going to hold back if that happens. ]

[tokihanate]

And you don't think I'll retaliate~? [ Just smiles. You've seen his handy work. ]

[contrabandit]

You probably could, but you would be ever so much more creative if you were at one hundred percent.

[ why draw dicks if you could go da vinci on someone’s face? ]

[tokihanate]

[ Well, he's definitely not 100% without his powers but have a headpat, Elliot. ]

So, down to business?

[contrabandit]

Right. [ here, look at the notebook. ] Let’s confirm. This is all the information we have right now.

[tokihanate]

Hmm. Missy Coward isn't from this Earth apparently. And also that she's a lying liar who lies.

Also the ojou-san - that means young lady, for you - said that she had attendants when she was talking to you. I wonder if she's in a some sort of higher position than she's giving out. And why she's on probation.

[contrabandit]

Given how she reacted when I mentioned the First, Second, and Third Executors, she probably outranks them. First would then be the lowest rank.

[ he tugs at his curls thoughtfully. ]

If Lady Whatever isn’t from this world, we have a couple of problems. One: how did she find out about it? To find out about a place, you must accidentally stumble upon it, which when we’re talking about worlds of all things would be incredibly difficult and practically impossible compared to, say, stumbling upon an obscure bookstore. Either that, or she was told about this place by someone from this place, or someone already familiar with it. If so, who? Two: just how did she get here? Three: why pick this world in particular? What purpose is she using it for. There must be something about it that’s vital to her plans.

[tokihanate]

Skipping all the hows and the why is pretty easy. The manifestations. She's obviously using them though they aren't something she can fully control. Hence all these experiments.

What for and how doesn't matter in the long run. As long as we can stop her. Or at least they can, but I'm doubting the braincells for the lot of them. [ Because wow that meeting earlier. He wouldn't trust half of them at that point.]

[ pause.] And meant more like maybe she's a princess or something. She seems to not be super in touch with common things.

[contrabandit]

It’s always good to dig deep for blackmail material. You never know when you’re going to need it. [ also he’s just a tad mystified by her villainous plan because any way he tries to spin it, it all sounds stupid and troublesome. either way, he’ll figure out the answers on his own if no one else is interested. he’s used to it. ] It could lead to a loophole or something we can exploit.

She does act holier than thou.

[tokihanate]

Well. I don't disagree, but I don't think we'll actually get find answers. Probably.

Yes a little bit. Also a tsundere.

[contrabandit]

[ he flaps his hand carelessly, dismissing the subject for now. just leave it to him, just leave it to him. ]

She’s a what? That sounds like a sneeze. Gesundheit.

[tokihanate]

[ Amusedly smiles. ] It's like.... someone who's hot/cold?

[contrabandit]

[ he grins. ]

Ha, you’re not wrong then. It’s cute how hard she’s trying.

[tokihanate]

Yes, she quite reminds me of someone. [ Back home, of course. But it's painful to think about home. ]

[contrabandit]

Was it someone from the photo? From the very nice incentive they gave us?

[tokihanate]

Hmm, no. She must have been at school at the time.

[contrabandit]

Oh, that’s good. School is great minus the bullies and the cliques and teachers telling you that your interest in your male classmate is just you being confused.