--the hell...?
[[Fakir hasn't yet noticed the seal in his pocket that seems to have let his voice be heard by people who aren't even around him.
The young man with ink-stained fingertips and ink stains on the collar of his white shirt and a writer's satchel slung over his shoulder glances around frantically, an almost panicked expression on his
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Fakir? Fakir, is that you?
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But that's impossible! She's a duck now. He hasn't heard her speak in weeks!
...Another side effect of this new story?]]
Ahi...?
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AHIRU?! Where the hell are you? How did you--?
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[She sounds incredibly relieved.]
Um...if this is working right, there should be something in your pocket. I have one too, and it's letting me talk to you...somehow.
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[[He looks down into his pocket behind his writers' satchel, and finally pulls out the seal. It's letting him talk to her?
Does that mean he's able to communicate with her even while she's a duck? That makes no sense...]]
...Ahiru? Where are you?
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Where are you?
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[[He might be nearby.]]
Just...don't waddle off anywhere! I'm coming for you!
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[[He needs to find her first, and foremost.]]
A fountain...I can see it from here. I'll be there soon.
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So when he skids to a halt in front of the fountain she spoke of, all he can do is stare and wonder if this is all just a dream.]]
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[She waves awkwardly.]
Well, I bet you can guess what I was going to tell you!
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There's no other possibility. This has to be another story.]]
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Come on, idiot. Do you know anything about this place?
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Of course, it was Fakir after all.]
Only a little bit...I just got here too. They said it's called Splendor.
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