§ the spell has bound me

[bornwithskison]

[Around late afternoon, 1489 Kramden Road will be greeted by the sight of a teenaged boy with an uncanny resemblance to the former nation father-figure of the household. He spends some time poking around in each room while the dog he had kept here before follows him around, whining and tail wagging, though he reaches down to gently pat it on the

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[semblance]

[just passing by when, oh look who it is. she knows you've been droned bro, but this is some very odd looking drone behaviour... maybe he's snapped out of it.

walking over now]

...Norway?

[also awe hi Skadi hi...

wait. you look a bit different...]

[bornwithskison]

[Tensing up--Okay, this can't be a dream. No one really knows what he is, so for someone to outright say his name--He frowns a bit as the dog prances over to sniff at Mitsuru's shoes, but not much else. Not even a growl or a bark.]

How do you know my name?

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[semblance]

[She kneels down to briefly pet the dog before standing upright again.

He doesn't remember anything. That's pretty clear already. She's kind of come to expect this sort of thing by now, but it doesn't stop her being saddened and a little shocked by it.]

[semblance]

[She's all cool, calm and collected when she replies though.]

I know because you've been here before. Although you won't remember any of it.

[bornwithskison]

Of course I wouldn't remember any of it if this is a dream.

[But he has to keep his mind open, just incase it proves to be real.]

...Say m'to believe you 'n this isn't a dream. Where are my clothes? My belongings? Who are you, and how did you know me?

[semblance]

Everyone's clothes and belongings are taken away when they first arrive here. You can get them back, but it takes time.

...I'm Mitsuru Kirijo. We were... Acquaintances. [hesitating to use the word 'friend'. so fail.] Your human name is Vetle Gjelstad and you think the colours orange, purple and green are hideous together. You also you have a troll that follows you around, that you said was like a brother to you.

Also you seem to have a strong inclination towards throwing things. [PROOF BRO?

Or maybe she's just a witch or something]

[bornwithskison]

You can see them?

...Acquaintances. You say that as if we were dating. [Hurr hurr, blunt forever.] ...Throwing things. Hn.

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[semblance]

I can see them, ye--

[semblance]

[semblance]

We certainly were not doing anything of the sort.

[bornwithskison]

You look embarrassed.

[semblance]

[ghkjhdfkjgkldfj

FROSTY VIBES

in your direction]

...Because you're saying inappropriate things.

[bornwithskison]

It's not inappropriate.

[Hey this is a nice breeze. Relaxing juuuuust a little.]

[semblance]

It is inappropriate.

Someone else might overhear and get entirely the wrong idea. Mon Dieu. And I held his arm... I knew I shouldn't have... This is awful...

[FROSTY FROSTY FROSTY]

[bornwithskison]

Like who? Held... my arm?

[Oh god is Svalbard freezing--]

[semblance]

[There is a good chance that Svalbard is getting pretty cold yes.]

Denmark. Or your brother. Or anyone for that matter...You walked me home once.