Hello, Rose - I apologize for missing your arrival, and what opportunities there were to speak to you thereafter. I had not intended to seem as if I was ignoring you.
I would not have missed your arrival, I hope - I confess I was on a loss at the time as well. It did not permit me much leeway for tracking the journals, at any rate.
[A startled pause, and then a small rough chuckle.] I suppose this will be the first opportunity we have to meet properly. I'm glad you've arrived, Rose.
I can't say that I feel similarly about my arrival, but the chance to meet face to face isn't at all an unpleasant one. And this world has thus far been bearable.
Would it be a terrible injury to personal pride if I acted the snoop for a moment and asked about your loss? I admit, I'm a little curious as to how those work.
It is selfish of me, I will admit that up front. As long as I am here, however, I would hope to make the most of the opportunity. You arrived at a better time than the rest of us. [She wonders what Rose's timeline is, and what she left at home, but... perhaps she'll wait to ask.]
As for my loss, I must unfortunately admit that I am as of yet unsure as to what I've been afflicted with. I hear there are a wide range of hindrances the castle can inflict, however. Its power truly does seem to have few limits.
... I wasn't exactly pulled from a pleasant moment in time.
And I was referring to the loss you mentioned previously, that kept you from the journals. Though it is perhaps a blessing that whatever permanent hindrance you were given isn't a noticeable burden. I admit, my own seems a bit tame in comparison to some that I've heard of.
Ah, I see - I suppose in some manner it's fortunate to have discovered the burden cast upon you so quickly. You know what you have to work with. As for me, I spent some weeks transformed into a small flower kept in my room, and as you can guess my capacity to do anything besides enjoy sunshine was severely limited.
Losing an item that is not of particular use to me here certainly gives me a feeling akin to anticipation, as though this castle has worse planned at some point in the future. But I admit, I seem to have happened upon a streak of luck. I hope you find yours equally uninhibiting.
[a bit of a laugh.] At the time I hardly knew where and what I was. It speaks to the castle's power to transform.
[and she clears her throat a little.] As of yet, it has not caused me the slightest of difficulties, which I take to mean it is either negligible or very particular. It would hardly be a loss if it was negligible, so the latter is more likely, and given the overall trend of our luck so far I imagine we will all find out at the most unfortunate of all possible moments. Rather like my sylladex in reverse.
Indeed. I admit I hadn't considered complete transformation as a possibility when trying to imagine what the word "loss" might encompass. Though I hear that two of my friends were turned into rabbits for a short while some time ago.
John and Dave, wasn't it? I recall. The castle is original in its machinations. As for my group, we also had a large shared loss together some time ago, on a human holiday known as "Saint Patrick's Day". Everyone's blood turned green.
[And then a slight cough - since she's feeling a bit more confident now that they've talked a bit. It's seemed friendly.]
It would be unfortunate if granted the opportunity to meet face to face, we took our leave of the chance, wouldn't it? Rose, would you like to come over?
Ah. I'm quite a few floors above you, and not entirely comfortable with the layout yet. Please allow me a few minutes to wander aimlessly in the bowels of the castle before I get there.
of course she knew this moment would come, but... augh. awkward.]
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... Your voice is deeper than I imagined.
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[A startled pause, and then a small rough chuckle.] I suppose this will be the first opportunity we have to meet properly. I'm glad you've arrived, Rose.
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Would it be a terrible injury to personal pride if I acted the snoop for a moment and asked about your loss? I admit, I'm a little curious as to how those work.
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As for my loss, I must unfortunately admit that I am as of yet unsure as to what I've been afflicted with. I hear there are a wide range of hindrances the castle can inflict, however. Its power truly does seem to have few limits.
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And I was referring to the loss you mentioned previously, that kept you from the journals. Though it is perhaps a blessing that whatever permanent hindrance you were given isn't a noticeable burden. I admit, my own seems a bit tame in comparison to some that I've heard of.
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Ah, I see - I suppose in some manner it's fortunate to have discovered the burden cast upon you so quickly. You know what you have to work with. As for me, I spent some weeks transformed into a small flower kept in my room, and as you can guess my capacity to do anything besides enjoy sunshine was severely limited.
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Losing an item that is not of particular use to me here certainly gives me a feeling akin to anticipation, as though this castle has worse planned at some point in the future. But I admit, I seem to have happened upon a streak of luck. I hope you find yours equally uninhibiting.
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[and she clears her throat a little.] As of yet, it has not caused me the slightest of difficulties, which I take to mean it is either negligible or very particular. It would hardly be a loss if it was negligible, so the latter is more likely, and given the overall trend of our luck so far I imagine we will all find out at the most unfortunate of all possible moments. Rather like my sylladex in reverse.
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It would be unfortunate if granted the opportunity to meet face to face, we took our leave of the chance, wouldn't it? Rose, would you like to come over?
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What is your room number?
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actually she's probably in the tower the trolls took over by now, w/e.]
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