[[There’s a new Ahiru in town. But this one seems… different than the others, even more different from the heartless Princess. As she’s wandering around the streets, it’s quite obvious that her skin is a shade of blue not usually seen on living people, and her gown is tattered and half-rotted away.]]
Fakir…? Rue…? Mytho…? This isn’t the world of
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By Fa'Deil, another one? ...But she looks to be in worse shape than the others. Has she been attacked? Erm, hello. Are you new here?
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[[And this is Ahiru flinging herself at him and hugging him tightly, babbling as she does so.]]
Fakir! I was so worried and I didn't get to say goodbye and- ... oh.
[[She scrambles backwards, looking flustered.]] S-sorry! I thought you were someone I knew!
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Blinking as she finally disengages, he composes himself and shakes his head with a light sigh. ]
...It's fine. I imagine you're not used to seeing doubles yet. Your name is Ahiru, I take it?
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Yes, that's right. Though be forewarned there are quite a few of my doubles here. I think we outnumber any others.
[ Finally noting the blueness to her skin, he raises an eyebrow. ]
...Are you alright?
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And yes, I'm fine. [[And another smile.]] I'm just dead. Why is everyone so surprised when I say that?
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...Well, that explains the skin tone, at least. I see. What world do you come from?
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It didn't have a moon, though. Not like upstairs, or this world. [[She twirls in place a few times.]] What world are you from, then?
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[ He's quiet and thoughtful for a moment, recalling the last state he had see his own land in. ]
My world is called Fa'Diel. There were many years of war between the various races that reside there for the remaining power of mana and most of it is in ruin now.
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[[Maybe that was a bad thing to mention right after he's told her about his own war-torn world. She blinks.]] But I guess you'd be pretty happy to get out of it now, huh? This place seems pretty peaceful, compared to something that's been at war for years.
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[ He shakes his head in response to her question. ]
My race is dying out, thanks to a jewel hunter by the name of Kraehe. I was fortunate enough to find my Guardian here in this world, but the few remaining of my kind are still being hunted by that woman back in Fa'Diel while I'm stuck here. At this rate, the Bejeweled City will never rise again.
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I suppose it's possible. Unlikely, but possible.
Have you found anyone from your world yet?
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Do they... look similar to you then?
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