Office Hours - We Could Be
Dec. 31st, 2037 11:59 pm[Faith's door remains closed, the brass "PRIVATE" plaque silent and unyielding. Trying to force the door yields no results, but- she said you could contact her here, so just go ahead and knock. Worst case scenario, you're no worse off than before, right?]
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Date: 2025-10-29 03:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-10-29 08:33 pm (UTC)... This is the manuscript my brother wrote. I-- I gave it to Dice to use as a bargaining chip. I fear--
I'm afraid that without it, Otome Touhouten may have no reason to guarantee Ramuda's safety. Please-- I don't know if you can, but could you tell me if-- if he's safe? I don't know how this works, if this is only a copy, or...
[ His voice cracks. He sounds like he's about to break down. ]
If you can't find an answer, I understand.
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Date: 2025-10-30 04:51 am (UTC)[She takes a cloth cover off the crystal orb sitting on her desk.]
[It's covered in a web of deep cracks, like it's been hit with some kind of heavy object.]
There have been unexpected difficulties.
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Date: 2025-10-31 02:09 am (UTC)He looks at her, concerned for her now, too. ]
You don't need to apologize, Faith.
[ Because it's not her fault, not at all. ]
Do you know why this has happened?
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Date: 2025-10-31 03:03 am (UTC)[She hesitates, wondering if she should name names or not.]
A companion Lady Shannon was particularly worried about, but. The island she has spoken of was unexpectedly shielded in some manner. Shielded, or magically charged, or- I confess I'm unsure, but it resulted in this.