first pact ❖ {down the rabbit hole we go}

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[A boy with frightened green eyes and dark clothing appears on the Plane.] Wh-whoa! Where am I…? [Then he looks down and notes the absence of floor. Vertigo strikes, the boy yelps, and he falls onto his back.] Ow… What kind of place is this? A dream…? The pain seems pretty real, though…

Marta? Tenebrae? Colette? Anyone? [He scrambles to his feet.] Marta! Marta! [He doesn’t seem to be in any danger, but being stuck in a black expanse isn’t good, either.] I can’t believe we got separated… what if there are monsters? I don’t know how to do this by myself!

… Okay. Breathe. I’m a man, not a dog. I’m a man, not a dog… I’m a man. Not a dog.

[with a bit more determination] I can’t leave them alone. I— I’ve gotta find them!

[He takes off in some random direction. Mind stopping the poor boy before he runs himself ragged?]

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[His kindness wears down a little more, showing that stubborn streak he isn't even aware he has.]

The person stealing them... He's working for the Church of Martel. All they want to do is to oppress the people of Sylvarant. They don't care about anything except killing people. That guy-- Lloyd Irving burned Palmacosta, and he killed my parents!

[Wow, Emil can yell. Who knew.]

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[... D:]

I'm sorry...

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[He quiets down a bit, realizing he's stopped walking.]

Sorry, I... I really hate him.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[Stops as well, turning to him.]

You don't need to apologize.

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[He just stands there, head bowed for a moment... then he takes a deep breath.]

We should keep walking.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

... Sure. C'mon, I think I see something up ahead.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

What is it?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

A building...? Hard to tell.

[Say hi to the bar, boys.]

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It... looks like the inside of a tavern.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Huh. Wanna check it out?

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Ah... sure!

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[Nods, and starts heading off in that direction~]

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There's no one here... that's odd.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Maybe it's closed?

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But it's unlocked.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

... that is weird. Huh...

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... Do you think people serve themselves...?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

I dunno. Doesn't seem like a good idea...

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I don't even see a cash drawer or anything...

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Maybe it's privately owned...?

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Then... why would they leave it here?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

I don't know.

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I wonder if they have something that isn't for adults. If we left some money, it wouldn't be stealing, right?

[Marta may be rubbing off on him.]

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Uh... who knows? They probably have water, at least.

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[Emil sneaks behind the counter.] Ah, I see it! Do you want some?