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[professorgent]

[A line spreads across the page as Layton tests his quill. A blotch follows as he taps the page.]

Curious. Yes, very curious. Perhaps the effects of that town haven't quite worn off...

Excuse me, I seem to have gotten off-track.

I hope you'll forgive me for writing out this post, to anyone who might be reading. It is a little impersonal but I've never

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[memorizethefire]

[Axel's trying out all the ways to do this-- have almost readable chicken scratch back] Magic isn't that preposterous. Used to be able to do a lot of it myself.

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[professorgent]

[Layton's isn't much better, actually. Long days of research have whittled his handwriting to a somewhat quick scrawl.] Well, anything is possible. Within reason, of course. I just don't readily accept that there is a way to achieve such phenomena so unscientifically. But, as I read these books more thoroughly, there may be a method to this metaphorical madness.

Have you, sir? Do you mind if I inquire as to how? And, if isn't too presumptuous of me to ask, used to?

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[memorizethefire]

It's not working here, how I used to do it. I don't know, but the power just flows differently here. I don't feel as in-tune with it as I have in all the other worlds.

It's kinda scientific, you can study it. I knew some guys who used to too.

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[professorgent]

Ah, I see. [Then a jolt of ink. What did he write?] Other worlds? You aren't proposing we are in some alternate universe, are you, sir? I've heard such theories but--

Excuse me. I'm rambling, aren't I? And I haven't even asked for your name. Forgive me for that oversight.

Oh, I intend to. A gentleman never leaves such a mystery unsolved. Are these men you write of here, too?

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[memorizethefire]

Not that I've seen. They're all dead anyway.

I'm Axel, and yeah, pretty sure I'm from what you'd call an alternate universe, though this is probably just another world in the mutiverse. I travel between worlds a lot.

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[professorgent]

My apologies. I did not mean to bring up something so somber.

Pleasure to meet you, Axel. Fascinating, but I hope if you don't mind that I remain a tad skeptical even in the circumstances we find ourselves in now. I would love to see such powers in work and to have concrete proof of it, but you already said they do not right now.

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[memorizethefire]

I don't care, didn't like them much anyway.

Looks like those sticks they gave us work magic here. I'm going to try mine, with the stuff in those books, then maybe I can show you.

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[professorgent]

Oh, I see. [a true gentleman doesn't pry]

These wands are masterfully made, aren't they? I do enjoy such handmade items and, from what I seen, each seem so unique.

That sounds like a capital idea. I'm certain I shall be experimenting, too.

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[memorizethefire]

Yeah, they're alright. I just don't really understand how they're going to work.

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[professorgent]

I presume something like fencing. The books describe quick, precise motions after all.

But one never knows truly until they try. Have you seen any spells that have interested you, for curiosity's sake?

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[memorizethefire]

A few. I saw one guy using one on this thing. "Summoning spell". I want to try fire ones, just so I can do what I used to.

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[professorgent]

Ah, yes, I've seen a few of those. They seem quite useful, especially for getting research materials around a room.

Fire? My, that sounds a little dangerous. Do you mean to use it offensively or just as an incendiary?

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[memorizethefire]

Pretty sure I'll abuse that one.

Offensive. It was my special thing, back... whatever you want to call where I was.

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[professorgent]

It is a tempting power, I admit.

I see. I guess we can consider our previous homes as our own original world. To think, we are participating in the multiverse theory speculated by scientists for generations. It is astounding.

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[memorizethefire]

I guess I'm already used to it. Not really that hard for me to get.