They all make a very nice, clear path to... somewhere in the suburbs? Somewhere among all of the houses and the clutter. It's not a very long path considering there are only enough nuts to make like, a handful at most. When she gets to the end, she'll find a similar papercraft but this one is a bright green instead.
No one is will be around. At least, no one she can see.)
But okay. Bird? Hello???? What is this? She's not entirely certain it's for her, but hey why not be nosy, that's fine! Taftosimi on her shoulder in his little black-footed cat form, she's going to follow this path until she reaches the second paper bird, picking it up and comparing the two in her hands.
These are really cute.... but what are they for?
Yeah, she's looking around in bemusement before she shares a glance with Taf.]
(Says a voice from one of the little shanty houses? Right from one of the roofs because he can't be anywhere else like a normal person. He sits over the edge, his legs kicking out, his sword leaning against his shoulder,)
Because I'm generous, I'll let you keep both instead of one.
[She is so lucky in several ways right now, because otherwise she would be so confused right now. But the coinflip has ruled that yes, Alisaie remembers Tsurumaru in spite of the fact that they never got a chance to interact before his death. And that means she's smiling when she realizes who it is that's sitting on the roof--and Taf is immediately shifting into his magpie form, fluttering up to perch nearby and trilling at him.]
That is generous. Must I ask you what each one does next?
[It's said in a voice that's half-teasing, because she doesn't expect them to truly hold any powers but she wants to play along.]
(He smiles at Taf, ignoring that twist in his heart he gets when eh sees him. It's fine, he's used to ignoring his feelings and he isn't going to let himself be vulnerable in front of someone on their first meeting,)
(Because he's an absolute bully. He kicks his legs in the air a bit and leans back on his palms,)
Given the nature of our deaths, it's natural many of us would die with regrets. (He sure is casual talking about death. Don't think about it. Sometimes you just have a very close affinity with death... Death is an old friend of his,) In that sense, I'm no different.
(Which isn't really answering the question but he isn't the type of person to speak directly,)
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Week 7, pre-End Game!!
They all make a very nice, clear path to... somewhere in the suburbs? Somewhere among all of the houses and the clutter. It's not a very long path considering there are only enough nuts to make like, a handful at most. When she gets to the end, she'll find a similar papercraft but this one is a bright green instead.
No one is will be around. At least, no one she can see.)
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But okay. Bird? Hello???? What is this? She's not entirely certain it's for her, but hey why not be nosy, that's fine! Taftosimi on her shoulder in his little black-footed cat form, she's going to follow this path until she reaches the second paper bird, picking it up and comparing the two in her hands.
These are really cute.... but what are they for?
Yeah, she's looking around in bemusement before she shares a glance with Taf.]
Ought we to put these back...?
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(Says a voice from one of the little shanty houses? Right from one of the roofs because he can't be anywhere else like a normal person. He sits over the edge, his legs kicking out, his sword leaning against his shoulder,)
Because I'm generous, I'll let you keep both instead of one.
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That is generous. Must I ask you what each one does next?
[It's said in a voice that's half-teasing, because she doesn't expect them to truly hold any powers but she wants to play along.]
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(He smiles at Taf, ignoring that twist in his heart he gets when eh sees him. It's fine, he's used to ignoring his feelings and he isn't going to let himself be vulnerable in front of someone on their first meeting,)
And grants the ability to speak to ghosts.
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Then 'tis fortunate it's me and not my brother you're speaking with. He'd be terrified.
Hello, Tsurumaru. [...] I hope I've not disappointed you.
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I'll have to talk to him later, then.
(Because he's an absolute bully. He kicks his legs in the air a bit and leans back on his palms,)
Given the nature of our deaths, it's natural many of us would die with regrets. (He sure is casual talking about death. Don't think about it. Sometimes you just have a very close affinity with death... Death is an old friend of his,) In that sense, I'm no different.
(Which isn't really answering the question but he isn't the type of person to speak directly,)
I'm glad Kiku's talent wasn't lost after all.