Star 39; Backdated to yesterday becasue I'm a bonafied retard.

[grand_gaia]

[Isaac is sitting on the Plane. In front of him is an absolute feast. Like, enough to feed hundreds, kind of feast. He looks distinctly flabbergasted by it]

What the....I only wanted lunch!

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[cruxified]

... How convenient.

[Where the hell did /this/ guy come from? ... Oh, the library. He has a book.]

[grand_gaia]

Y-yeah.

[cruxified]

[Kratos eyes him subtly. Or not so subtly, considering it's Kratos and his eyes can be felt a mile away.]

Who provided you with such a feast?

[grand_gaia]

N-Nobody. I just thought about getting some lunch for myself and suddenly, this showed up!

[cruxified]

[A likely story, considering all of the random shit that's been popping up.

But he's not sure.]

Are you sure that it's you and not something... else?

[grand_gaia]

What do you mean?

[cruxified]

I have heard of- [the barest pause] -experiments.

[grand_gaia]

But how would that make enough food to feed my town for a month show up?

[cruxified]

Perhaps they've gifted you with certain powers in order to see what you will do with them.

[grand_gaia]

[._.]

[cruxified]

... It was only a theory.

[grand_gaia]

Hmm.

Is there something you want? We can see if you're right.

[cruxified]

[A break.] Can you conjure a dagger?

[grand_gaia]

A dagger?

[Almost as soon as he's said it, there's a simple but serviceable dagger right in front of Kratos' feet.]

Ah!

[cruxified]

[Kratos only acknowledges the dagger with a blink, then he bends and picks the dagger up. His eyes scour the surface as he examines it. Hmm.]

It's real.