[ The crunch of footsteps, and the static of the communicator being picked up. It's turned over and over in someone's hands, activating video feature long enough to show a glimpse of a hood and red eyes before it's turned upside down and flickers to voice only once more. Whoever he is, he murmurs softly to himself, voice gentle...Vel'bol s'enar d'
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You're talkin' funny.
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...Hello?
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...Where are you...? I cannot-
[static as he fiddles with the communicator before lifting it]
A magic box indeed....
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[ Fiddling sounds, shifting, and beeping, before Demyx's bright face shows up on a screen. ]
This!! Isn't it cool?
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What manner of magic is this...?
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[A confused sort of smile as he pulls back, eying Demyx]
Are you a mage, then?
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Well, some people have called me a Water Mage, but I don't think that's what you mean, huh.
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[A soft sound of understanding]
My mother was a water sorceress.
...As for...technology...we have nothing like this.
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'We'? Oh, your world. Yeah.
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world?
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I had thought I was simply amidst a strange forest. Not in...another world, as you say, sir.
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...What might reside in it is another story.
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