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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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[p_q]

[This is so many sudden weapons. Alas, none of them are his??? He looks, too, sorting carefully through all the metal. Disappoint.]

... Does this happen often?

[tokihanate]

Never. [ Um? wow? is there amo with these guns? ]

[umbralant]

[ The magazine is full! And while they're staring at this sudden hoard of weapons, from the corner spring forth a bunch of little blobbies. With a speed no one has seen from them before, they descend on the weapons and eat half of them and then run away.

You're now left with 5 drain lances, 5 handguns, and 5 knight swords. Congratulations???? ]

[p_q]

[His eyes track those weird blobs thoughtfully, ostensibly to see how exactly they're consuming the items -- what a bizarre way for things to pass across dimensions. Eventually, he goes back to ignoring them and staring at. This pile of weapons.

... You know what, he'll take a knight sword, at least. One (1) sword is better than no sword. Also, he's holding this thing in one hand because gacha decided to drop it on him I guess??

Once the weaponizing is squared away he looks between the accessory and Hyoubu and then just holds it out unceremoniously.]

It seems to malfunction quite often regardless.

[tokihanate]

[ Well he has what he assumes is the sword from the other zombieman from what he said last time. It's not really his type...! But he'll take a gun and wight options on the swords. Hmming about it until he notices the limiter Quarter has. ]

.... I, uh. Thanks.

[ And he thought the pocket watch that wasn't his was unnerving. This... was destroyed. He puts out his palm to receive it and puts it on his collar. He doesn't feel any of it's affects, but of course he might as well be a normal right now so of course he doesn't. ]

[p_q]

[Wow, rub it in with the endless swords, why don't you. When will he get his sword back!! With his luck the living will end up with it and then he'll just have to deadeye through the flames while they mistreat it. DEEP SIGH.

That being said, he doesn't miss the weird way Hyoubu receives the thing, though he'll wait at least until he's done decorating himself before just as unceremoniously probing into it.]

I take it that isn't normally such an ordinary piece of jewelry. This machine seems to enjoy making mockeries of things, like that woman.

[tokihanate]

Yes. It... looks just like something that was destroyed a couple of years ago. [ When he nearly died from his power going out of control. When that man took in all that excess. ]

Strange how it knows things, like remmywemmy supposedly does.

[p_q]

Hmph. I was given replicas of my possessions, so I imagine they're some sort of replicas or that they've been modified in some way. I would not be surprised if the machine is connected to that woman as well.

[Though it's hard to say; here in the Twilight. Obviously it's somehow in the Night, too, so who knows. He'd honestly prefer to think that there's just a random machine that spits out replicas, but... Anyway.]

What was its original function?

[tokihanate]

What it's doing right now I suppose. [ He gestures to the symbols indicating what to put in. ] It's probably to ~stir~ emotions in us to illicit us to do their bidding but. [ He stares at the can of crab meat he got. ] As per usual, incompetence.

[p_q]

[He also stares at the crab meat??? He hasn't bothered with the gacha machine as much as some others, but he's given it a poke or two in recent times and like. Some of the things coming out of it sure are something.]

Like the incentives they attempted to give in earlier weeks.

[He's not going to deny that some of those hit the mark. One or two of them, anyway. But the sentimental ones certainly missed it completely, and by miles in his case.]

Though I find it odd that anyone keeps such things for nostalgia.

[tokihanate]

She apparently completely ran out of ideas. As expected of a useless power-hungry idiot.

... But yes.

This is utterly weird. But I guess some of these people here are utterly weird themselves. [ like you quarter, but somehow there's weirder than you. ]

[p_q]

I find it surprising: there are many more practical and compelling ways to move the individuals here, or rather there. They are vain and petty and full of cracks, just waiting to be torn apart and thrown to the dogs. At times, I wonder if she really is as attached to her goal as she acts.

[Because a lot of it has to be an act, given the reports of what she’s either exaggerated or embellished or outright lied about so far. And perhaps the more fool him for gambling on it, but the odds are long and their shadows as well no matter where he turns.

He may be weird, but at least he’s only petty some of the time and mostly just excessively dramatic at others. Everyone had their flaws!!]

[tokihanate]

[ He hmms because he does a lot of killing time himself, waiting and waiting. You need to fill those hours in live after all. ]

As lofty as she is, she probably thinks she's done a good job. Even though most of them didn't even kill for her "motivation."

[p_q]

[You can't kill time when everything is already dead, so Hueco Mundo has a leg up in that regard! Obviously.]

Hm. She did seem to be far more focused on the ends than the means.

[In terms of straight-up focus, anyway. He's not even going to go into justifications and whatnot because that's useless here. He glances at the weird gacha machine again. Still weird.]

There was some nonsense about sacrifice and trading for one's goals, as I recall.