Third Arrow [Accidental Voice]

[able_wildflower]

[There's a yawn as Rebecca sits up, not noticing that the journal just fell on the ground, open. What follows is a frantic, almost cute Dyne complaining. There is no Rebecca. There is only...Rebyne!]

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

I'm a guy! Oh, gross....Ah....w-wait...I'm that guy who took me to the armory. W-what's going on? Lyn? Ah...t-this is so disgusting.

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[upontheplains]

[It takes a bit of time for Lyn to puzzle out what's happened or why this man called her name, but once she figures it out, her eyes bulge.]

Rebecca?

[able_wildflower]

[Oh, god. This grown man is going to start crying now.]

Y-yes! Lyn, it's me!

[upontheplains]

Oh by the spirits- Rebecca, please, you must calm down! This is an experiment, nothing more, you can't let it get the best of you!

[able_wildflower]

You're not the one who woke up in Bartre's body, Lyn.

[upontheplains]

I know, but still. It will wear off.

[able_wildflower]

What exactly have you been through? I didn't read that part of the guide.

[upontheplains]

Well let's see...

The first one I was here for was when people's personalities were altered. Something that was just one part of them abruptly grew to practically encompass their whole being. Like if Lowen suddenly lost all other parts of himself to just focus on cooking.

There was also the one where people started turning into things they hated. I managed to avoid that... I suppose I'd have been my uncle, or possibly Nergal.

One of the more recent ones caused people to obey any order they were given. No matter how absurd or dangerous.

But that still leaves the... possessions.

[She doesn't begin to explain the "possessions", instead just biting her lip and kind of staring off into space.]