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[mmmfilletofsoul]

[It was Sunday today. That meant today was the day Cheyenne had to do something she hated doing more than anything else in Luceti.]

[Grocery shopping.]

[She can be found walking around inside the grocery store, holding an empty bag at her side. Every so often she picks something up, frowns at it, and then puts it back. Occassionally she might shake

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[Action] Placeholder while I sleep! o/

[seiriald]

[It was Kaori's first day being outside of the clinic and fully able to get around on her own in nearly two weeks, so of course she's taking full advantage of it to walk around the village like she often did, adjusting to being able to walk again despite the occasional wave of pain rolling through. Heck, she's even trying to hum a little again, though it's not very loud.

But when she comes within close proximity of Cheyenne she stops abruptly, feeling unsettled. She knows there's someone there, but for someone who was so finely tuned in with emotions and often used them as a means of getting around and identifying others, there's little doubt someone who... lacked didn't seem like the best word, but how else to describe it. Kaori will be looking her way, curious as usual.]

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What makes you so different from them...? [Aside from your lack of a large part of your soul, anyway, she can't see that you're blindfolded.]

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[mmmfilletofsoul]

Do you mean that aside from the necessity to feed on other living creatures? [A head-tilt. Can she not tell?] I have been told I stand out somewhat in the village, given my kind is incapable of what most humans consider to be regular vision...

[A pause.] ...have you not noticed that I am wearing a blindfold?

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[She's dealt with soul-eaters back home, so even though it's a terrifying concept to her, Kaori knows what can happen if those who rely that method of feeding are deprived of it, so she assumes Cheyenne is similar. It was never a good thing.]

... No, I haven't... [This girl couldn't see either? Even if it's only a blindfold...]

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[mmmfilletofsoul]

[A pause as she thinks for a moment.] Assuming you are not merely over-unobservant, is it safe to assume you are blind?

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Uh... [Is that enough of an answer? She hates having to admit that she can't see anything, especially if a person notices right away.]

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[mmmfilletofsoul]

[While not enough of an answer for Cheyenne to know whether she means yes or no, it is enough for Cheyenne to get that she doesn't want to answer. But as for why...]

...my apologies. Was it perhaps out of line for myself to ask such a thing?

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I'm just... not used to having people notice... [She'd prefer if no one knew, ever.]

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[mmmfilletofsoul]

[She'll just muse quietly over that for a second, not quite understanding why but making a mental note not to point it out again. Unfortunately, if this girl was blind, that left one more important question.]

If you would not mind my asking, then, how is it that you were able to see me? [Tilting her head.] I noticed you were looking at me before I called out to you. Could it be you have a form of vision not dependent on sight, as well?

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It's a combination of things, it took a while to train myself to identify people. [How best to explain something that she still had trouble understanding herself, sometimes?]

The best ways are by recognizing someone's 'presence,' which is made up by their souls and emotions...

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[mmmfilletofsoul]

Their souls? [Oh, she have her full attention, now.] Then that is something we have in common.

I suppose that is why you approached me? You saw what my soul looked like... that is to say, you saw what was left it.

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Y-yes, that's what I saw... [So she really did lack some of it? That... was frightening. If her soul seemed incomplete just because it was sick she could help her, but this?]

... Why is it like that...?

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[mmmfilletofsoul]

Although I would be rather unable to explain the process in full, the reason I possess so little of my soul is due to the nature of my creation.

That is to say, the process of changing a creature into an illusionist involves tearing out a large portion of their soul. It is simply how I am.

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Tearing out? [She's been through experiments involving her soul before, and knows how unnatural and painful it was. But... Cheyenne was still alive...]

... You must be very strong...

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[mmmfilletofsoul]

Strong?

[Although she couldn't deny that illusionists weren't powerful in her previous world, that wasn't exactly the case here in Luceti. Not as long as the powercap was in effect, at least.]

I do not believe strength has anything to do with it.

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[Shaking her head, she can't help smiling a little. Maybe Cheyenne understood what she meant, but Kaori felt the need to clarify anyway.]

I meant your soul. It must be very strong...