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7/14, for Yamoto

[originallutece]

[Oh, well, there she is moving anyway, glancing over curiously.]

Do they heal in an instant, or simply never appear?

[okitactless]

They heal, mostly. [ROSALIND!! It's okay though, he's just barely started sketching so it's not a huge deal. They both know this won't be perfect...]

They usually show up after practice, by the next morning at the latest. But they're gone within a few hours, a day at the very most. By the time I go to the next practice, they're gone.

[originallutece]

So a relatively slow rate of recovery . . .

[She muses on that for a few seconds, returning to staring straight ahead.]

I hardly hope you break a bone, but I really do wonder how long it would take you to heal. A few weeks, perhaps, if it stays at that same relative rate of recovery.

[okitactless]

It seems pretty fast to me...

[Then again, he's so used to being constantly banged up that it's a wonder he even notices new bruises at all.

Anyway--]

That cut healed almost instantly, though. It was pretty shallow, but it should've still been bleeding. The guy wasn't using a butter knife.

[Who knew mafia thugs actually tried to kill people?]

7/14, for Faolan

[originallutece]

All right.

[Joke's on you, Faolan, she would have lectured for free. But she's sure not going to pass up free food.]

Whatever seems the least greasy, please. And tell me: what do you know about the theory of parallel universes?

[And we're off and running.]

[reticence]

[Faolan nods, stepping forward, his hands in his pockets as they begin to pick their way towards the food. It's not his money, while he's escorting Laurent out and about like this.]

The theory of parallel universes. Do you mean the previous lives thing?

[Had Dave really been telling him the truth and not just a weird kid spouting things about rave turkeys and being able to fly after all?]

[originallutece]

Yes and no.

There's quite a few theories bouncing around here, as I said. Past lives is one of them. Other selves is another. My personal theory is that . . .

[Hm. Rosalind brushes her hand against his arm, bringing them both to a halt, and glances around. There's a piece of driftwood not too far away, and she grabs it, using it to draw in the sand.]

All right. The theory of parallel universes-- or the multiverse theory, if you prefer-- is that for every decision made, every possible outcome of a scenario, there is a universe where the opposite occurred.

[She draws a stick figure man.]

Let's take our current situation. Will you buy me food or a drink? Let's say here, now, you buy me a drink. The theory suggests that in another, you'll buy me food. Not such a radical change, but imagine . . . oh, imagine I spill my drink over myself, and you have to take me home. Taking me home means you've just missed some vital clue that's part of a larger plot to harm your charge, but staying here, you've found it.

Decisions have implications. Even the most minor change can alter things radically. And for every decision, every minor factor, there's another world.

Still with me?

[reticence]

[Faolan stares down at her drawing in the sand as he tries to comprehend just everything he's telling her. And he had thought that past lives was a difficult concept to wrap his head around.]

So far, I think so. I'm just not certain what you're trying to say, exactly.

[Also he doesn't like the idea that there should be any reality in which he allows something to happen to Laurent, truth be told.]

7/14, for Nisha

[originallutece]

All right.

[She tips the phone up, making sure the sun isn't hitting it, before pressing the record button.]

Three, two, and one--

[overtwohundred]

[ Nice. This is gonna be the best no-budget film of all time.

When Rosalind counts down, Nisha punches right through one of the turrets of the castle, roaring like a monster. The other beach-goers probably think she's a total maniac. ]

[originallutece]

[She presses her lips together to stop herself from laughing, but tips the camera up, making sure to keep track of Nisha's every movement.]

10/26, Ardyn

[originallutece]

[She's not inclined to do as she's told even on the best of days, never mind when it's some arrogant prat telling her what to do. Rosalind scowls, but nor is she going to continue running into a wall out of stubbornness, so . . .

She scowls, but turns to head back to those fallen MTs.]

I do hope this isn't what you're like when your students are taking their final exams.

[daemonized]

[The response to that is almost immediate, not wanting to be associated with that voice up above -- even if it is silly, considering that the voice is very much unmistakably him.]

I'd rather not at all be compared to that disembodied voice throwing commands our way.

[But here they are now, looking over the bodies of the fallen MTs. They're all face down, and Ardyn moves to turn one over.]

These awful things are heavy; help me flip it over.

December Retrospec post;

[originallutece]

Starter here

Jiroutachi;

[originallutece]

Then you're completely out of luck. Perhaps now is the time to indulge in a 12-step program?

[sakeplz]

y would I do that? that sounds terrible

Booker;

[originallutece]

This from the man who's prone to whining the instant he doesn't get his way.

[Whining is kind of a strong word for it . . .]

Franklin;

[originallutece]

Do you imagine they'll take away our other senses soon?

[freeskies]

I don't know. I profess, I don't have much insight into whether they're being truthful that these are accidents or whether there is some sort of scheme.

It'll pend further research.

Edgeworth;

[originallutece]

Perhaps. But I wouldn't bank on it, or any other free trade. To be optimistic regarding Retrospec is to indulge in a fool's hope, nothing more.

[mr_fancy_car]

Just like assuming that it operates on a system of logic?

Mio;

[originallutece]

Do you really imagine that's at all possible? That's not a rhetorical question, I'm truly asking.

[promisedyou]

I'm not going to deny it's possibility. I've only been here for a short while, but everything's pretty much crazy, so I wouldn't be surprised if it was.

Ardyn;

[originallutece]

I suppose we'll simply have to indulge ourselves on bonding over other vices. I've heard wonderful things about drugs and strip clubs.

[daemonized]

So they say. Which drug shall we start with first, then? After all, I cannot possibly see this ending in disaster.