[There is a young man looking down into the feed. He's rather slim all over, with the sort of expression one would denote to the bored or tired. His eyes are half-shut, and his voice (when he speaks) is a rolling and languid drawl,]So how are we all enjoying the festival? Truly this place seems much less listless with it. The scarecrows are doing
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[ Looking rather hopeful, she asked. ]
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[ She paused, smiling a bit. ]
Sorry if I'm asking to many questions, but what do you mean?
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[Atien tilts his head, considering.]
In my former world, there were things left unfinished. The others proceeded ahead of me to this city--have you heard of them? Temper, Tim, Gene...
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I haven't, actually. Friends of yours?
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[Hmm.]
Simply others with a common purpose.
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... A plan?
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A purpose. We all came to be for the same reason, we all have similar goals...well, mostly. [A beat--] I suppose some would deem us as the ones keeping you all here.
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Is that the goal? Do you want something from us, like... you're looking for someone?
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[ She'll give he a very small smile in return for that. ]
Are the things that happen to us also just you trying to teach us things? Since that would be a bit much! People got hurt.
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[Atien lifts one hand in a half-shrug.]
What they've done I've only heard in bits of pieces yet. [He has only recently arrived, in time for this festival.] Will you tell me?
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