asgardeventide | The Magic of Movement

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Um... Hello!

[That's odd... The room behind her looks a bit different from usual. In fact, the room's overall shape is quite different from the norm. Although there are familiar items in the background, many of them appear to be boxed up, with the exception of a bird cage containing her pet hummingbird and a few beaten plush toys snuggled between her sleeping gusk and Cyndaquil.]

It took a while, but Aladdin-sa-- Umm, Aladdin-kun and I have moved now. We're in the Odin district now! Even after the earthquake, it looks like mostly everything's okay. Only a couple of my things broke, but I can replace them, so it'll be alright.

[Even if that list... included the glass in some of her picture frames as well as her favorite tea set here, aha...]

I'm still unpacking, but... If anyone wants to visit, please do! I'd love to make tea for anyone who wants it!

[And then her expression becomes serious.]

Um... For the people I met in the mirror... I also wanted to apologize. That spell-- it was one my Master taught me, just in case I needed to protect myself. It... It brings out the worst fears of whoever steps into it. So...

[She bows deeply - a near 45 degree from the waist, maintaining that pose for a good while before standing straight again.]

I decided... I'm never going to use magic like that again. Magic is supposed to help people; I don't want to hurt anyone with it ever again. If... If there's anything I can do to make it up to you, please let me know. I'll do my best, whatever it is-!

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B-but what did I do-?

[If she doesn't know what she did wrong, she won't be able to avoid doing it in the future by mistake...!]

Apologized. Doing that over and over will make you look insincere when you REALLY have to.

Eh--

I sound insincere...?

No, what I'm saying is you MIGHT end up sounding insincere if you apologize too much. You apologize for apologizing.

I-I'm so--

[But just before she can finish the word, she clamps a hand over her mouth, giving only a sad little "mmph" instead.

...At least she caught herself?]

...well I guess that's a start. Keep working on that.

[She keeps her hands over her mouth, nodding.]

Mmm.

[Well he can't see what she's doing, but it sounds like she's making an effort...]

Good, keep it up! Don't give in. More practice and you'll be fine.

[He sounds better now. Nothing like being terrible to improve the mood.]

[And she'll finally take her hand away, giving a small gasp.]

Y-yeah... From now on, I'll try my best not to apologize too much!

[...She's seriously going to do it.]

[Hamel is very good at being a bad influence.]

Good! No one's like pushovers.

[Except Hamel. He loves pushovers because he can get them to do what he wants. But he kind of likes Hibiki and she's a little girl, she can be less of a pushover.]

Say, what's wrong with your squirrel? You painted it blue.

Ah... Squirrel?

[What squirrel.]

The one behind you on your video.

[He's talking about the gusk.]

So it's not yours? Do you have a squirrel problem? That's pretty bad for a house you just moved in to you know.

Umm...

[Give her a second to turn and look.]

Oh! You mean my gusk?

Is that its name? The one with the blue tail.

Uh-huh! It's a type of woodland animal from my world. That's the way they're normally colored.

[...now he's wondering if it's blueberry flavored.]

How'd you get something from your world?

[Hamel, please don't eat her pet.]

I ate a strangely colored fruit and it appeared! I think it's one of the ones that used to live in the forest outside of my Master's home. And it acted like it already knew me, so... It might even be one of the ones he used for his experiments!

[Well, he ate Mary's Little Lamb once but he didn't know it was a pet. Not that he felt sorry or anything. But he has plenty of food here so. Hibiki's pets are safe.]

Oh yeah, those apples. I ate one too 'cause I wanted an animal back but it didn't work for me.

[...Her sheep is named Mary, please don't eat that one either.]

You wanted an animal too...?

[...it might be best not to let her loose in the park unsupervised.]

Yeah, I wanted Oboe. [Oh wait no one knows who he is.] He's a crow.

[Oh!]

So you have a pet crow at home?

He's not a pet. [More like adoptive dad. Or, considering how impossible Hamel can be, an unrewarded babysitter.] Talks too much to be a pet.

[...Wait.]

He talks?

Yeah. He's a dumb old nag.

[Most of his vocabulary seems to be "what are you doing, you damn idiot?!"]

Edited 2013-12-17 18:54 (UTC)

But...

I-is it... normal for animals to talk where you're from...?

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