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Next Xant found himself holding on for dear life, his body crammed into a vehicle it clearly wasn’t designed for. His tail was squished between the tall seat and the frame of the machine, his legs too far apart for them to sit comfortably in the narrow footwell, so he was almost sideways in the forward-facing seat, but that also gave him a clear view of its pilot’s insane method of ‘driving’ the shaking contraption.
Jasmine didn’t even need to look where her feet and hands were going, moving them simultaneously to shift in and out of gear by instinct, all the while singing harsh, deep-throated songs at the top of her lungs.
Xant had been observing the human since her revival, and while she had had her ‘aggressive’ outbursts, brought on through stress and despair respectively, to see her exercise such aggression was fascinating. She was entranced, focused on some unknown ‘enemy’ and screaming her pent up emotions at ‘it’. Xant had never seen such emotional power simply blasted into the atmosphere without worry or consequence, but he couldn’t deny he was caught up in the triumph and relief the song gave her.
With practised ease, Jasmine stopped the car at the base of the enormous craft, then gleefully jumped out to climb atop the roof again. “Up here, Xant!” she called.
The doctor squirmed his way out of the car and stood on the ground, looking up at the human. She pointed to a small thin ladder welded to the side of the ship’s stern. “We need to climb that to get on board.”
Xant stared at her and then at the wide jump needed to cover that distance.
“Is this another attempt at humour?” The human did laugh, so he supposed he was right.
“Well, we could always wait for Rynard to throw you!” She smiled, making a hand motion of hefting a ball. “Like tossing a dwarf!” She giggled.
Xant for the first time questioned Jasmine’s intelligence.
“Perhaps we left you in stasis too long…”
He quickly examined the gap. It was going to be an extraordinary effort for him to climb atop the vehicle, let alone cross the divide with his physical ability alone. He tried to mimic Jasmine’s method of climbing on the car, but his hands and feet were not able to find the small gaps her narrower ones could find. In the end she had to pull him up, and felt the roof bow with his weight. From up top the distance to the ladder seemed even greater. “How exactly do you propose we climb the ladder from here?” he asked her, but Jasmine was still riding the exhilarating high of being ‘thunderstruck’.
“Like this!”
Without so much as a run-up Jasmine leapt towards the ladder and landed with precision, her elongated limbs showing an agility Xant had not considered during the physical examination. “Let me reframe the question,” he huffed. “How exactly do you expect
me to climb the ladder from here?!” “Oh it’s not that far, it’s barely a jump!”
“Zenthi don’t ‘jump’.” “That offer for Rynard to throw you is still on the table.” Xant scoffed, took a deep breath and rationalised the situation.
He was in a military-grade suit, so while his weight and aerodynamics would be affected, his strength was increased and any fall damage negated through the armour and pain blocker chems. So, even if he fell, the only thing that would suffer would be his pride. Another uncomfortable thought peeked through the rationale.
He said he wanted to follow Jasmine. This would mean having to keep up with her. He couldn’t do that if he forever deliberated his shortcomings.
Xant inched closer to the edge of the car and Jasmine helpfully reached out to him, hanging precariously from the metal bars. “I’ll catch you!” She encouraged him. Her arms closing the distance boosted his confidence considerably, and he swayed his body back and forth, ready to leap. This would count as the most adventurous he had been in the steel suit, forever wary of Rynard’s warning of torn ligaments. Xant closed his eyes and pushed himself forward, the suit multiplying the force needed to get him across and almost smashing into the side of the yacht. Thankfully, Jasmine was able to correct her friend’s trajectory and guided his hands to the ladder’s sides, which he clung to for dear life. Jasmine gave a loud cheer. “You did it! Way to go, Xant!” And she patted his shoulder. “Now we just have to get to the top! Did you want to go first?”
Once again, he looked at the human as though she were lacking in common sense.
“How do I ‘go first’? You’re clearly ahead of me!” Jasmine could only smile as she maneuvered so only one hand and arm were on the ladder, her body swaying in the open air, unafraid of the drop below. “There you go! Now you’re clear. I’ll make sure you don’t fall!”
Xant shuddered, flattened his ears and forced himself to climb up the ladder. He could almost feel the thin aluminum bars being crushed under the strength of the suit, but one step at a time he climbed higher. The top was open, no hatch or easy step, so he had to scramble his way over and landed with a thud. By comparison, he heard Jasmine’s light footsteps make quick work of the ladder, and she was soon helping him up to his feet. “Careful,” she teased “you’ll scuff the deck!” “Scuff the what?...” “Take off your helmet, you’ll see things clearer!”
Warily, Xant let the locks of his helmet click and examined his surroundings. It was an ‘open air room’, the floor layered like in his office, multiple steps divided for different purposes, with a deep pit made of what looked like blue plastic as the focal point of the main room. Jasmine threw her arms open. “Welcome aboard, matey!” she announced. “Enjoy the pool deck!” “Pool? Was this filled with water-” Xant took a step closer but his ears were tickled by the sound underfoot. He had assumed the floor would have been of the same steel or plastics the ship was composed of but no, underneath him, the entire floor was made of
wood. The doctor spluttered, reaching down to the floor to feel it. There was more wood here than he had seen in his entire
lifetime, and humans used it for *flooring. *
“Ooh yeah, nothing beats a pristine hardwood deck, that’s why I told you not to scuff it.” Jasmine smiled, walking towards the glass doors. “Let’s check inside! I wonder if everything is still here?” Xant followed her. The whole building catered to a human’s sensibilities. He would be stepping into a truly alien environment.
And it was
beautiful. He was welcomed to a room detailed with wood and gold, whose glass windows shimmered even in the dim light. Displaced furniture, long couches and tables made of wood, extravagantly painted cloth with the shimmer of arvas pupa silk gathered dust, their beauty was comparable to imperial belongings. He ran a finger over the cushions and inspected the thin layer. “Phew! What a mess. Help me clean it up a bit…” Jasmine began lifting up an over turned chair, sliding it into a corner with an almost innate knowledge of where everything should go. The chairs, a long couch and two armchairs had all been pushed into the corner of the room the tables had slid to either end. Xant was almost too scared to touch anything. “What should I do?” he asked, afraid to risk any delicate work.
“We’ll start by dusting off the chairs, then I’ll tell you where they go, okay?”
“Alright...”
The chairs were covered in a soft cushiony material. Xant couldn't stop brushing his hand over them as he delicately placed the furniture, and was dismayed when he saw none of them had a hole for his tail.
“I’ll need help with this!” Jasmine called. The space beneath a large window was taken up by a long lounge, on which Jasmine promptly plonked herself. “Oh my god…I missed cushions.” She patted the space beside her. “Don't be shy! Take a load off!” “Just a moment.” Xant tapped his suit. He couldn't contain himself in steel any longer, the temptation to feel his new environment was too great. The suit splayed open and he was able to step out of it onto fluffy, soft carpet.
Xant lost himself rubbing his feet on the soft fibers. First wood, now fabric? It was obscene!
His own carpet was a precious momento, why would humans consider a laborious resource worth turning into a construction material?
“Is something wrong, Xant?”
“The floor, is this a common fixture?”
“The carpet? I mean, the owner was a madman to have white carpet on a boat, but if you can afford something like this you’re not cleaning it yourself.” Jasmine shrugged. “Carpet’s not uncommon, but generally going out of style because it's so hard to keep clean.”
Xant was both relieved and perplexed by the answer.
“So the reason it is not more common is maintenance?”
“Yeah, keeping carpet, let alone white carpet clean is a nightmare,” Jasmine explained, happy to be talking about the mundanity. “If you think the carpet is amazing you should try out the couch here!” Xant looked over the seat. It appeared all human furniture had a tall back support, with no consideration for large tails such as his own. He did spy a more accommodating stool, however, with the same cushiony substance on top.
“I think this might be more appropriate.” He flipped over the stool and sat, comfortably,
very comfortably. He let his body relax as he took in more of the surroundings through naked eyes. There were still so many things thrown about. Cleaning against the wall next to his seat Xant spied an intricately carved container. It was rectangular, heavy and for whatever reason, had uniform, pyramid-shaped protrusions on the outside decorative surely, but the design made it difficult for him to hold. He had to be very careful picking it up.
Jasmine's eyes lit up when he inspected the object more closely, opening the stopper to sniff the contents within.
It smelled of disinfectant.
“Oh my god, yes!”
The human scrambled off the couch and started rummaging through the shelves in the lonely island bench.
“Jasmine?”
“Ah ha!” she cried triumphantly, pulling out another uniquely shaped bottle. “Now
this is going to be great!” She skipped over to Xant, picking up more glass rectangles, handed him an empty one and placed his original find on the table. She poured out an amber liquid, a drop in his glass and a more substantial pour in hers.
“What is it?” Xant asked.
“Old enough to vote,” she giggled, then closed her eyes and took a small sip before exhaling and shivering pleasantly. “This is...well, I'm guessing it's older now, but aged whisky, a.k.a, human alcohol.”
Xant wrinkled up his nose.
“Is it supposed to be this colour?”
“Yes! When you drink it, you can taste the oak barrels and honey. But I know you guys use this for disinfectant, so, you get a drop if you're brave.”
“Considering what it does to
your physiology, I doubt my own constitution can handle it.”
“Shame.” She shrugged and took another sip.
Xant couldn't taste it, but watched as Jasmine melted into relaxation.
“Ahhh, like drinking warm silk,” she described.
He took a sniff of the sample she gave him.
It was woody and sweet, but the second sniff burnt the inside of his nostrils. Xant graciously placed the ‘drink’ down, while Jasmine chuckled at his reaction.
“Yeah it’s not a drink for a first timer, I think it gets even more potent the longer it sits… and who knows how long we were floating out there.”
“By my best estimates, it could be anywhere between 10 to 1000 [quarters]. Calculating in the unexplored regions of the system, what is currently reachable by galactic council gates and the limit of stasis pods.” Xant informed her.
Jasmine sat quietly for a moment, staring into her glass, before she threw back her head and the drink in one go.
“Whoooo!” She coughed. “Okay, we've seen this room, what else is there to explore!” She swayed getting to her feet, but charged forward anyway. Xant followed close behind, in case she lost her footing, or incase the alcohol began interfering with her Freq control.
The hallways connecting the chambers were very narrow, almost too narrow for him, and all of them had such sharp ascents and descents. The human led inside to one of the many inner chambers, each one as tossed around as the last. There was an entire ‘library’ of paper books, another room dedicated to the act of ‘entertaining’, featuring a destroyed dataslate the size of an operating table, and smaller ‘bedrooms’ that appeared just to be filled with more cushiony furniture.
“And here is the
master bedroom.” Jasmine pushed open the ornate wooden doors to reveal yet another spectacular room, almost as large as the entertainment deck, but was sparsely furnished, all Xant could see was that it contained a bed with tables either side, but the bed was nothing short of magnificent. The tapestry stretched across it was nothing short of breathtaking, where giant intertwining flowers embroidered with gold thread sprawled across its majesty. He’d never seen anything as intricate made from pure cloth, the designs were simply beautiful.
“You really like that bedspread, huh?” Jasmine questioned. Xant ran his hand over the quilt, picking it up and feeling the weight of it, wondering what it was like to
not be mesmerised by it all. “Are humans always surrounded by such beauty?” he asked.
The question caught her off guard, and she looked around the room.
“Not always, but, at the same time, this is closer to what it’s like on earth than either the station or the base.” She held her arms wide as she took lazy steps across the room.
“Windows, pictures and paint on the walls, bedsheets and pillows...we like ‘beautiful’ surroundings.” She fell backward onto the large bed, rolling on the blankets and looking up at Xant. “You’ve got no excuse not to feel what the bed is like.”
Xant sighed, took a deep breath and mimicked Jasmine’s actions, letting himself flop forward onto the bed.
It was fluffy and soft.
“I think the sheet’s a genuine 1000 thread count too. Maybe I could make a proper cape out of this, huh?”
“It is absolutely fascinating that humans
sleep on such luxury.”
“The lucky ones sleep on such luxury! But I do appreciate bedsheets after going without for so long.”
Her attention was shortening by the moment, as she rolled off the most comfortable place in existence to peek around a door.
“The ensuite!!” she squealed. “Oh Xant, you have to see what a real bathroom looks like!”
If the master bedroom was the most comfortable place in the world, then the ensuite was the most ornate. Xant couldn’t even identify what half the items were in the room, but they apparently all pertained to the simple act of grooming.
Long, wide mirrors lined one entire side of the room, double marble basins and chrome taps sat beneath them. Frosted glass windows, a bath big enough to fit four and a bidet decorated with gold made up the rest of the fixtures. Jasmine once again began rummaging through the shelves, making happy noises with every new discovery.
“Xant, hold out your hand!”
The doctor reluctantly did so, and Jasmine placed a small white blob in it. “Smell it!!” she insisted, fever in her eyes.
He took a quick and wary sniff, but the burning sensation he expected never came.
A fresh and vibrant perfume filled his senses, a sweetness he’d never known.
“It's
jasmine hand cream! This is what my namesake smells like!” She dotted her entire arms with the cream and rubbed it into her skin.
“A moisturizer?”
“Yes! And here’s shampoo and conditioner, for hair, moisturizer, face cream, body wash, exfoliant, oh god please, oh please let the water be running!”
She dived for the taps to the bath, wrenching the handle as hard and as fast as it would go, but to no avail.
“Noooo,” she sobbed, hanging her head. “S’pose it was too good to be true, the water in the tanks would be dry…”
Xant curiously looked over the bathtub and jasmine could feel his freq overflowing with curiosity.
“So humans clean themselves in still water?”
“Well, soaking in the tub is fun, it's not exclusively how we clean ourselves, the shower is better for that.”
“So what is the difference between a human shower and our own?”
Jasmine pulled a disgruntled face.
“It’s the difference between a warm gentle rain and a cold pressure hose!” she exclaimed. “Oh, I wonder if we could get it running again…?” She absent mindedly lifted up a wicker basket, finding a few clothes the previous owners had left behind. “So, what do you think?” she asked, lifting a floral summer dress up over her figure.
“The patterns are beautiful, but, is it a cape?”
“No, it’s a dress! Hmmm, but I’d have to lose a few kilos for it to fit.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Well, I’m a little bit bigger than the supermodel who stayed on this boat, but nothing a few weeks of exercise and diet couldn’t fix. Since there’s no junk food I really don’t have the excuse.”
“Are you not already in optimal condition?”
“Pfffft! No, god no.” She pulled at her stomach fat playfully. “Too much good food and junk food makes for chunky humans.”
“Junk food?”
Jasmine grinned ear to ear.
“Junk food, food that holds almost no nutritional value but is all about taste, glorious morsels of sugar, salt and colour dye.”
“There’s a chance sugar could be found aboard this vessel? We’d need to destroy it if there is any intact, its addictive nature can destroy a Sulins inhibition perminately.”
“Well if it’s going to be anywhere on the ship, it’ll be in the kitchen!”
They headed down to the bottom decks and stepped into a stainless steel wonderland. Jasmine was in her element, running her hand over the many pieces of specialised equipment as Xant watched on in wonder.
They found a perfectly polished kitchen, filled to the brim with human utensils, and all of it for the sole use of producing food. Jasmine lifted a book from the floor and brought it over to Xant.
“Here, this is what human food is supposed to look like.”
The graphical fidelity of the pictures was phenomenal, given that they weren’t on a computer screen, but the colours and shapes didn’t even seem similar to what he knew as ‘food’. He had seen sculptures that didn’t have dimensions nearly as interesting as those of the consumables depicted, and there was page after page of them, dish after dish, each one a work of art.
She showed him the variety of knives on display and the stupid amount of cutlery for eating said food. This was an entire industry to these people, the production and skill devoted to it was…
Garish.
Jasmine stood before a giant set of doors, her hands hovering over the handles.
“This is a refrigerator, we keep perishable goods inside… I wonder if anything is still…”
She jerked open the doors and they were both greeted with the foulest stench. The rotting and liquefied remains of meat and vegetables slopped onto the floor. Sealed inside the fridge, the smell had fermented to overpowering levels.
“Air!” Jasmine shouted as she scrambled past Xant. “I need air!”
They ran up several stairs to escape the toxic gas and were able to breathe a sigh of relief once above deck. They appeared to have come out the other side, more couches and pools littering the area Jasmine made her way across to get to the bow of the ship.
She walked to its peak, then climbed over the safety railing to hold the spearhead.
Puffing out her chest and throwing her arms open, she proclaimed for the entire engineering wing to hear,
“I’M ON A BOAT, I’M ON A BOAT! TAKE A GOOD HARD LOOK AT THE MOTHER FUCKING BOAT!”
An echo of uproarious laughter soon followed suit, a joke Xant wasn’t privy to, then Jasmine climbed back to join him.
“You know, I think I’m done for the moment. I need a break from all this excitement…”
She flopped herself down on one of the sunbeds, and Xant stood over her.
“Jasmine, I’ve been meaning to ask...”
“Go ahead?”
“All of this, it’s wonderful, but it’s nothing like the memory you shared with me. All this is pure opulence. Your memory was far more humble and comforting…”
“Well, that’s because this is a superyacht, and not a lower-income one bedroom apartment…” The human shrugged.
“So, what measure of wealth allows people to live such drastically different lives?”
“... I, dunno know, they're mostly owners of companies, corporations, kings, queens, people who run economies…”
“What expertise defines their worth to be that much more than yours?” Xant asked pointedly.
Jasmine faltered for an answer. While she could throw around words like investment portfolios and trust funds, she didn't actually understand the system as well as she would have liked.
“They study finance, have rich parents, inherited gold mines…luck, I guess? There’s many different ways to get there.”
“So, every human has the chance to attain this level of contribution credit?”
“No…”
“That doesn’t seem fair,” Xant remarked, finally lying down beside her. Jasmine stared up at the steel enclosed ceiling, reflecting.
“No it’s not, but it’s getting better,” she replied. “Slowly but surely, it's getting better.”
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Next submitted by I am trying to make a queen sized quilt with simple squares for my first project.
What size should the squares be and how many should I need?
I’m having trouble finding a pattern online to help me with this. Maybe I’m just looking in the wrong places.
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submitted by My Christmas present from my parents last year was supposed to be a new sewing machine, specifically with the intention of getting more throat space to quilt Full or Queen size quilts. Right now I end up doing piecing the tops, basting them, and then just putting them away for "someday when I learn how to FMQ." I think that my Brother CS6000i is just not the ideal machine for quilting larger projects, and I don't really make small quilts. (Note: I have made numerous quilts previously, but finished almost all of them by tying with yarn, and I'd really like to be able to add dimension and designs to my quilts with the quilting itself.)
I've still not narrowed my choices down over 3 months later. It seems like everyone loves their Jukis, and if money were no object I think the TL-2010Q would fit my needs nicely. Since money is an object (I think the intended budget was more around $500-600 than $1000), I was curious to hear from anyone who owned the 2000 specifically how much the lack of speed control affected you. I know there are a few other differences, but that's the main one that concerns me.
I also see a fair number of good reviews for the Brother PQ1500SL, but mixed in with those are some that suggest it's a somewhat fiddly machine to get the hang of. Of course, the most likely people to write reviews are those who strongly loved it or hated it. I want something to do fairly simple FMQ on large quilts easily, not have to constantly fight with the machine to save a hundred bucks.
I'm also wondering if maybe I should wait until the current shelter-in-place order is lifted and try to test some of these out at a quilting shop. The Juki dealer nearest me has a lot of awful reviews, but I could look for one and drive a bit if it's a $600-1000 investment I'm considering. As much as I want to order something that gets here and allows me to finish some projects before this isolation period ends, I also want to make sure I don't make a hasty decision I regret as soon as I start working on the first quilt.
Any input would be very welcome!
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"It is a tiny bit of memory of a winter night"
"It was like a dimly shining jewel, picked up by a beach, hidden in a box"
"It was like a faint lamplight found in a pitch black deep forest"
"An unexpected event. A precious, very precious..."
Abigail ........................
Queen of Sheba ————.
David ——.
Geronimo looks Abigail ........................
Abigail ........................
giggle Tituba is restless...
- ...Tituba?
- (Did she refer to Queen of Sheba...?)
Abigail Ah, master?
Sorry. I was a little zoned out.
How can I help you? C—
David Hahahahaha! Be it a wasteland or a desert!
As long as there are two people, there are value and exploitation. With three, choice and competition are born as well.
In other words, the wheel of economy starts turning!
Abigail looks - (David, and Queen of Sheba)
- What is this fuss about?
Queen of Sheba It's too late!! Yes, yes, I know.
People left the Garden of Eden with integrity. They are caught up by the curse of gold.
Ever since, there are haves and have nots. And oh the friction keeps coming.
This cannot do. This cannot do. This cannot do?
The overwhelming jealousy is to be responded with wise endurance (long term strategy), The insatiable greed is to be healed with heart of charity (huge discount).
Such is the duty of us merchants, is it not?
David Oh, is it so, Your Majesty?
You are a merchant, but also a queen foremost. Is it okay for you to be so easily involved in the mundane world?
This is your identity being destroyed. It is a problem even if you are a servant manifesting yourself in the 21st century.
Queen of Sheba Hmmmm... I cannot discard that part of me!
I'm not like a carefree shepherd!
David Huh? Do you have something to say?
Queen of Sheba Fufu... yeah.
This Chaldea is a castle of martial and mysticism. However it is hardly prepared to engage and protect trade.
David I see. That is true.
It is possible for Chaldea to take a strike from an unforseen aspect.
Queen of Sheba Exactly!
Despite how isolated Chaldea is, it still houses human activity.
We should act like merchants, retain vigilance, and cooperate with each other...
For starters, Caesar and Columbus are irreplaceable.
Kid Gil is difficult to convince, but I have a lead...
We can name it something like "Chaldea Cartel". This name sounds lighthearted, but also evil somehow...
Something more guild-like, say "Chaldea Merchant Guild"...
[1] Geronimo stares Geronimo ............
Queen of Sheba Not only that, right now...
I can secure you a position since master is here...?
glance, glance David Well. It is my honour to be so highly regarded.
Hm, in the end it is a offer that doesn't fit my nature. However, hmm.
I am moved by your gesture of fighting for our Chaldea as if it is a precious treasure.
The way you acted goes against the dignity as a queen. Yet that is exactly what makes you charming.
Did the king back then get turned on by this duality? Well, I am right now!
Queen of Sheba What... Charming... Turned on!?
David Ah, having this engaging conversation made me hungry.
Rather, this must be the effect of your sweet perfume.
I'm going to get some rugelach from the dinning hall.
If there is a convention of poetry or music, be sure to invite me. Well then.
Queen of Sheba I...
I, I, I... I hate you!!
Get kicked by a camel and die!
How dare he reject my hospitality so bluntly!
He is going to cry in regret once Chaldea virtual currency plan is set in motion!
Geronimo Excuse me, Queen of Sheba.
Queen of Sheba Y, Yes? How can I help you?
Geronimo It is good to have fierce debates, as they are proofs of unreserved friendships. However...
Do not act childishly. Especially when you are in front of
her. She seems confused.
The scene of close friends in conflict can lead to bad dreams.
Even with the knowledge that the people in question are fine with it, this is still the case.
Queen of Sheba Wa...
It is exactly as you said. I am sorry about the ugly sight...
Abigail Excuse me... Please do not worry about that, Your Majesty.
I am fine, Geronimo-san. Thank you for worrying about me.
Eh... Commerce is a difficult topic that I cannot grasp...
But having Queen of Sheba and King David around... it just feels like a dream.
I always feel honoured and excited.
Geronimo Um-hum. You heard her.
Queen of Sheba Yes...
Ears drop down I will be sure to answer you expectations, Abigail.
Abigail giggle Just call me Abi, Tituba... Ah...
I am sorry. I got the name wrong again...
Queen of Sheba giggle it is alright.
- "Tituba"... as in the domestic servant...?
- (Let's not pursue any further for now)
Choice 1 Abigail ...... Yes. That is correct.
She was a slave... who worked for my uncle in Salem...
I wonder why I said her name...
She was completely, completely different from Queen of Sheba.
Choice 2 Abigail ...... Ahh... This is embarrassing...
Queen of Sheba It's OK. To a servant, one's past and future are side by side. I hear that some even have memory before their summon.
Therefore—
It is natural for a person to overlap with a past acquaintance. Don't stress it.
Abigail Yes. Thank you, Your Highness.
Geronimo ...... Um-hum.
Branching ends Gilles and Nezha appear Nezha Here you are. Abi.
Abigail Nezha, and Gilles de Rais-san. Good day.
Gilles de Rais Good day to you. Abigail Williams.
Nezha Invitation to tea party. Queen invites Abi to tea party.
Hmm? Wait? Princess? Was she a Queen?
[2] In Chaldea, there are too many nobilities.
Abigail Oh my...! Which nation is this Queen from?
Nezha Hmm? Just go to dinning room to confirm.
Abigail I feel stressed being called upon by name.
Geronimo To lounge? I suppose you would not mind if I come along?
Nezha Of course. Welcome.
Enjoy, my green tea with pride.
Geronimo, Abigail, Nezha walks away Queen of Sheba ......
- Queen of Sheba, aren't you going too?
- I thought Gilles is here for the tea party invitation too.
Choice 1 Queen of Sheba I will refrain for now. Or I would end up meeting the Da-person.
Choice 2 Gilles de Rais No. I came here for master.
Branching ends Gilles de Rais May we have a moment? There is something you should know.
Queen of Sheba My, what a coincidence. I too have something like that.
Queen of Sheba Well, this must be no coincidence.
Gilles de Rais Oh my...
Transition - An ominous time of stars is approaching?
- It is an indication of ill fortune... Is that right?
Gilles de Rais Indeed.
Due to the location, Chaldea hardly get any clear sky...
However, with modern optical instruments and network, it is possible to observe stellar bodies.
There are even excellent technicians with a detailed knowledge of magecraft.
However, there are harmony and chaos of the stars, that go even under their radar.
The relation between two heavenly bodies, Sun and Saturn, both residing in Capricorn, has had a slight discrepancy.
To begin with, no amount of geniosity is able to completely predict movement of stars.
Therefore some disaster is approaching, is the conclusion that I came to.
- And Queen of Sheba used foresight...?
- Do Your Majesty also know a lot about stars?
Queen of Sheba Ahh, are you surprised?
I too, am gifted the wisdom of stars, you know?
The art of astrology originated from farers of sea, and desert walkers, to whom nights are one's friend.
Modern scholars may deny this, but economy is closely linked to the movement of stars.
I got interrupted a moment ago.
But I too am here to report to master.
Seeing that Gilles de Rais-san came to the same conclusion makes me more confident.
Gilles de Rais It does not seem this way to me. However, this does deepen my concern.
Queen of Sheba Ah... You are right. I am sorry. Ehehe.
- I see. I will be plenty cautious.
- I will advise Da Vinci-chan about an alert state.
Choice 1 Gilles de Rais Yes. Please be careful...
Choice 2 Queen of Sheba Yes. That will do.
Branching ends Gilles de Rais Well then, I will be on my way.
- Ah, may I ask a question?
Queen of Sheba Are you talking to me?
Ah... About her (Abigail), right?
Yes... I am aware, that occasionally, she calls me by the wrong name.
And that this habit originated from her memory during her lifetime.
Recently it became a bit more frequent.
- What do you think about it?
- I am worried.
Queen of Sheba Well...
Like I told her directly earlier, it is not something to worry about.
She have good friends around, looking after her.
Frankly speaking, as a servant of Chaldea, I also bear responsibility. However...
If it concerns you, then there must be some meaning behind it.
Then. Master.
This is time for you, as the contractor, and a mage, to act.
If the problem is not solved after you effort, I will be available to consult again.
In any case, do not forget about the matter about stars for a few of days.
Please exercise caution...
Part 2
Chaldea, Evening, Bedtime - Someone is standing in front of the door...
??? Master...?
Master?
Eh... Could you please open the door?
- It is Abi's voice.
- I did lock the door as cautionary measure.
??? I am sorry... Of course it is time for bed.
Eh... I know that it is impolite to visit at this time.
- Give me a second. I'll open the door.
- You can come in using spiritual form.
Choice 1 ??? Yes...
Choice 2 ??? ............
I am sorry... I am... not used to the spiritual form...
It is scary... It feels like... I would not be myself...
Please... Don't be mean... master...
Ahh... I am a bad girl...
Open, Gate.
Branching ends Abigail Ah, Master...
- (She ran straight into my arms.)
Abigail ................
Abigail Please...
Master... Please tell me...
Where did I go...? Where did I disappear to...?
- Abi...
- (Embrace her with care)
Abigail sad loli noises Transition - Have you calmed down?
- Would you like more black tea?
Choice 1 Abigail Yes... After having hot drinks...
The milk was a bit... too diluted.
Choice 2 Abigail Yes, I will have more. With a hint of milk, and a lot of sugar.
I can't? Only a little tea leaves? Is that because of Chaldea's tariff?
Because it is evening? I see...
Branching ends Abigail ... Would you hear me out, master.
I had a dream. A terrifying, painful dream.
It was as if my throat was choked tight...
No, this is not right. That was likely not a dream.
I mean, I can hardly remember anything that happens in a dream...
- People forget dreams once they wake up, no?
- I heard that servants don't have dreams usually.
Choice 1 Abigail Then... As I thought... This is my...
Choice 2 Abigail I... see. The queen said so in the tea party too.
She said that it gave loneliness, and in some sense, happiness as well. Then... that was...
Branching ends Abigail My memory during life time... before I became a servant...
- (The past of Abigail Williams...?)
- (She doesn't look well...)
- (She has not actively talked about her lifetime...)
Abigail Master, would you please listen to my selfish request?
- What kind of request?
- If it is something I can do.
Abigail ......
You will probably laugh because this is childish...
I want to stay with you till morning... Just for tonight. Or...
The gate of dreams...
The locked gate to lands of dream... is going to open...
- Sure.
- Sleep tight in this room.
Abigail Thank you... Master...
You even gave me your bed. I could sleep on the chair.
............ The smell of master...
Hold... my hand...? Master...
...
- Good night, Abi
- (...? Suddenly I am getting sleepy too...)
- I totally fell asleep.
- It is still nighttime.
- ......!?
- Abigail is not in the room...?
??? giggle - There is voice outside the door.
- It was Abi's voice for sure.
- I did not feel her leaving the bed...
- Abi?
- Abigail...?
- (It is quiet...)
- (Outside is too quiet...)
- It is a clear starry night...
- More importantly...
- Outside Chaldea is a forest...?
??? Hmm~ It is a splendid starry night!
Brilliant, yet dreadful! It is as if a ball party for the stars!
- ...... Who?
- Mephi, no doubt.
Mephistopheles drum roll Hmm?
Haa, ha. Chaldea's magus is truly a veteran.
You are extremely composed. ... Ha?
My appearance was most calming, you say? That is unexpected. Unexpected that is.
Well then, may I assume that you understand your situation?
Or would you like an explanation?
- This is my dream.
- This is Abi's dream.
Choice 1 Mephistopheles I see.
Choice 2 Mephistopheles Huh? A servant's dream, you say?
Branching ends Mephistopheles Indeed. Indeed, this must be a dream.
And the body of the magus, is still inside the warm bed...
Ufufu. A dream of a servant is a fragment of their past. Destiny. Trauma. Regret.
It must be clearer than my scissors that it's nothing good, no?
- I have to chase Abi!
- I'm pretty used to dreams to be honest.
Choice 1 Mephistopheles Since it's a dream, we can just sit back and observe... Not thinking like that is just like you.
Choice 2 Mephistopheles You are aware, but not concerned... Hmm.
Branching ends Mephistopheles Actually, if it is Miss William you are looking for, I have seen a young figure like her.
If you wish to pursue, you should go past this grassland.
Well then, I will go back to watch drama unf... Oops!?
Would you stop violently dragging my cloth? Yikes!
- ...!?
- This is Salem after all!?
Mephistopheles Hmm... Hmm...?
I hear hustle from the center of the village.
Abusive voices overflowing with Malice. Laughter filled with desires.
These are my favorites! How intriguing!
We cannot let this slip away! Let us hurry, magus!
Abigail .............
- There she is!
- Abi... surrounded by villagers?
Girls We did not commit any crime!
After all, we did not know. We were told nothing!
That it would end up like that—
That adults would really... be hanged batch by batch!
That's right...! Everything, everything, ah... she is...!
Abigail ............
I knew it. I listened to what was not said.
I knew what was going to happen. I felt it by my heart.
What I did not know... yes...
It was that you... had hearts that were indeterminate and inadequate...
Am I wrong?
Girls scared voice Abigail A daemon possessed us. A daemon enchanted us, who were innocent.
You all saw it, right?
You all saw the daemon sitting on the beam of the public hall, no?
Girl Th, that is...
Abigail It is too late. Too late to talk about this. Or...
Has the daemon not left Salem yet?
Who does it want to hang this time, I wonder?
Say, what do you think? Is it you...? Or you?
Girl No... Do not come near me...!
Abigail ......
Villager Shut up. Shut up kids! Shut your mouth! Seal your ears with sand! We have had enough!
There is no way back. People sent onto the gallow cannot come back!
Do not remind us of that loathsome day!
Villager Yes... We had a dream. We were scared by the terrifying nightmare.
Abigail Fufu...
Dream? That was a dream? Would you stop joking?
Villager The judgement was a mistake. Since that the beginning, we were going against the will of God.
Confessions were forced and unjust. Witness statements were made by deteriorated minds.
There was no witches... being punished.
It will take time... But the integrity of the unjustly prosecuted will be restored.
This is yet another... trial of God...
Abigail A trial...
Trembling in fear of night, shutting one's mouth tight... Can you call this a trial...?
Villager Umm...
Even so, lest we forget prayer. We cannot lose appreciation towards God—
Girls Yes. Yes. Repent, and next time...
Abigail That kind of prayer is only lies told to yourself, is it not?
You are just pretending not to know. Because it feels good.
The situation could not be repaired. And it was fun to watch the it snowballing as it falls.
You just wanted to toy with the always bossy adults.
Girl No. Stop... Stop already!
Abigail In the end, none of you saw the same thing as I did, right?
You pretend that the daemon's voice is noise of the sea wind? You say that the shadows flying about the roofs are just smoke?
There was no doubt, inside us back then, there was a daemon!
I... will not forget...
I will not pretend it did not happen. It was not a dream.
Even if I reincarnate, I will forever, for eternity, shoulder this crime.
Abigail Uncle is all gloomy, he won't talk to me.
Even Betty is ignoring me... Looking at me like an embarrassment. Scared..
And she... Tituba... is still in the dark dungeon.
I cannot meet her even if I beg to. I cannot give her my words of apology.
There is not a person in this village who would call me by my given name.
However... that is fine... See me, avoid me, and each time be reminded.
That there was a witch in Salem!
Abigail ...... Huh...?
Who...? No...
Mas... ter...?
Why am I... in Salem again?
- This is a dream, Abi. A bad dream.
- Your crimes are that of the past.
Choice 1 Abigail Dream...? This is...
I definitely did not wish for this—
Choice 2 Abigail It is past, you say...?
Branching ends Girl I hate you, Abigail Williams!
You should just disappear somewhere on a boat.
Girls Yes. Yes!
Abigail ......!
You don't need to tell me. I will fall head first!
But...!
Villager Salem is finally recovering. We do not need a dirty kid like you!
Forget! Forget it!
Villager Forget it!
Villager That's right. Loathsome past must be sealed away. It must not go to the outside world!
Salem passed trial of God, with struggle.
Do not further blaspheme those who were sacrificed!
Abigail Blasphemy, you say... No... No.
There was a witch. One was indeed here in Salem. There is no use pretending that it didn't happen.
I will absolutely not forget—
What happened in Salem, my birth place and my hometown. Be it sad memories... or happy ones...
Villager This, this, girl with no fear of God!
- Villagers turned into ghouls!
- They are attacking Abi!
Abigail Ahh... Everyone is like a daemon!
Abigail Master...!
Please, stop, do not fight... They are all people I know.
Just like friends in Chaldea for master, you know?
If not for what happened, they were all kind people... yet...
- Even so, I do not want Abi to get hurt.
- Mos... Mephi!
Choice 1 Abigail Ahh, master... My chest... aches...
Master is... a bad person.
Choice 2 Mephistopheles Here comes Mephi! Are you sure about it?
If you interrupt a nightmare midway, it will not be able to complete its intended purpose, you know?
Ha, haha! Murderous intent! Righteous indignation! Pity! Seems magus is determined...
Branching ends Mephistopheles Are we good? I will start then!?
To be honest, my cute bombs (babies) have been aching for some time!
Gyahaha. Gyaha. Uhyahahahahahaha!
Battle starts Part 3
Villager Hiss!!
Mephistopheles Oh my, there are still more coming. There seems to be no end to them.
Abigail Everyone...
Everyone is thinking that, they should erase me from memory as well.
Villager Disappear! Be gone! You have been abandoned by God!
Abigail You would not admit it no matter what. Admit that you were controlled by madness.
That you wished to me the end of craze, and left it to me.
Fine then. We will fall deeper. Keep descending. For ever and ever.
The heart of madness (taboo) is our old neighbor.
The impulse of leaving everything to a greater being, just like leaning against a giant tree, exists for everyone.
That is always by our side! Everyone... just like me...!
- That is enough, Abigail!
- Do not blame yourself even more!
Abigail Do not be mistaken. Remember this with your soul!
I am— I am the witch of Salem!!
Transition, hanging sound effect Abigail ......
Are you feeling uncomfortable? Master?
- This is... my room.
- Abi... Did I wake you up?
Abigail Are you OK? You seemed to have had a nightmare.
Let me wipe your sweat. Please stay still.
...... I am sorry. This must be my fault. It should not have been like this.
- (Abi did not have the dream herself...?)
- (Mephi is not here... that's a given I guess...)
Abigail You want to take a stroll around Chaldea to calm down?
Well... that would be an evening walk?
It sounds excellent. Would you mind if I come along?
- (There is no sound in the establishment...)
- (Isn't this too quiet? As if nobody is around...?)
Abigail It is a serene night... We are really on top of a snow mountain.
You are... holding my hand? So that I know where to go in darkness?
Fufu... Do not worry? I cannot rely on you so much.
- Abi looks a bit happy.
- (It is as if she is seeing Chaldea for the first time...)
Choice 1 Abigail Yes. Very much so. It is an evening that one should not waste sleeping.
Choice 2 Abigail Ah... Yuggo, you seem sleepy?
[3] Wake up, Yuggo. We don't have such joyful evening all the time.
Branching ends Abigail Kitchen is this way, huh. Over there... is there a study?
The writers must be again wielding pens under lamps tonight.
What kind of play are they writing? Taking a peek would be distractive, right?
- (We walked around Chaldea, yet did not come across a single person.)
- (This is...)
Abigail ......
Say... Leader-san?
Is Mashu-san... asleep?
Mashu is a serious person. It is unlikely for her to stay up...
If we stay up all night in secret... I'm sure she will get mad...
But...
But... Say... Can we be together... for a bit... longer?
- If you wish so.
- The winter night will permit this bit.
Abigail Thank you...
Abigail ......
Yes... Leader-san.
I am very happy to see Leader-san to be well.
- You are Abigail Williams... from that Salem, right?
Abigail ...... Yes. That is right.
- What happened to Chaldea's Abigail?
- Is this still inside a dream?
Choice 1 Abigail She is asleep.
I am like a faint shadow.
I feel sorry for showing
me in Chaldea the scary dream.
Choice 2 What do you think?
To me, being able to talk to leader-san, makes time in reality and dream equally precious.
Branching ends Abigail The truth is... I came from a very, very distant place.
Hundreds of... lightyears away... It is very far...
With some opportunities, and a few coincidences... You thought of me...
That is how I am able to be here (in Chaldea).
The real me, is still on a journey—
Only when the stars coincide... I can only exist for the little while before daybreak.
- Seeing a face I miss, I am overwhelmed with emotion.
- I wish we could meet whenever we want.
Choice 1 Abigail That much...?
giggle Then it is worth it to come here without my uncle knowing, I suppose?
Choice 2 Abigail Yeah. If possible... that would be great...
Branching ends - ... She seems like a brooded lost girl.
- The two Abi's dream... formed a corridor of space?
- Did you meet her... meet Lavinia?
Abigail ......
I wanted to talk to leader-san. I wanted to talk to someone who knows her.
The people who still have her in memory...
There are only leader-san, Mashu-san, and a few other people in Chaldea.
Ah... No... This is bad...
I thought that seeing leader-san's face would be enough to calm this feeling...
I will be able to let go... I thought so... But I...
Abigail I am... a very bad girl...
Say, leader-san.. Please hold my hand...?
That is good enough...
That is enough... Please... Come with me...
- Gently hold the hand
- Slightly shake my head
Choice 1 Abigail ... Leader-san...
I am happy... I am happy... I am happy...
You are a righteous person... I thought I would be rejected...
Choice 2 Abigail You would not... hold my hand? You are not going to touch me?
Is it because I am no longer the Abigail you know...?
Branching ends Abigail Eh... It hurts...
Geronimo I cut the corrupted magical circuits.
It must have brought pain to master and
her on the other side. Please forgive me.
Abigail Who are you...?
A servant of Chaldea... That traditional dress... you must be a native of the new world...?
Geronimo Indeed. My name is Geronimo. Girl who placed her soul in Abigail's body,
the blocking effect just now is called Asabikeshiinh. It is a magical item for catching dreams.
Originally it belonged to Ojibew people, but I too understand the mechanism. I can create it with Chaldea's workshop.
Abigail You perpared such a thorough trap in advance...?
No... This is to be expected. There are excellent strategists in Chaldea.
Ha... one more?
Nezha Abi.
Abigail Nezha... Is that you?
Nezha Yes. A moment. Abi.
Geronimo, Gilles de Rais, with the two's help, I joined Master's escort.
Mashu and Mata Hari are also prepared for the stellar threat.
The ones assigned to the gate of sleep, are me and Geronimo.
Indeed, this is a dream. In reality, me and Geronimo are both sleeping in the bed.
Using the realm of dreams as a bridge, an enchantment that connect Chaldea and the other world—
I am greatly impressed! I praise the growth of your skill!
Yet, as Marshal of the Central Altar, with my Fire-Tipped Spear, I cannot be allowed to overlook this.
I wish we didn't need to reunite like this.
Abigail Yes... It is sad for me too...
However, I cannot give up... Tonight is probably... my last chance.
Leader-san is also a traveler...
He/She will set sail to a thin boundary of cosmos (world) and void (sky), where even I cannot reach...
Nezha Abi is my peerless friend. That is why I cannot allow this.
If you make a mistake, I will exterminate the root with my life!
Abigail giggle That is right. You were like this.
I like you, Nezha.
Nezha ......
- Abi, and even Nezha are prepared for battle...!
Geronimo Nezha is determined to commit to a frontal confrontation with spear. Is that good with you, my friend?
Do you want to fight as well?
- There are times a good scolding is necessary.
- To protect Chaldea's Abigail.
Choice 1 Geronimo That is true. And now is the time.
Well then, extreme measures are in order. It must be tough for you to do it—
I will execute your order.
Choice 2 Geronimo Easy for you to say! That is very difficult in this rigged dream.
However, that is also my wish—
Let's do it.
Branching ends Battle starts Part 4
Nezha Abi! Think twice!
Abigail I will not let you escape... There is no escape...
The more you corner me, the more our bond deepens. Leader-san, it brings you to me.
You will be pulled to my side.
Alright. Open, Gate.
Nezha Abi!
Geronimo Hmm... She summoned more enemy!
Battle starts Part 5
Geronimo We defeated enemy in sight... Now Abigail is nowhere to be seen.
Nezha She fled to the center of the base!
Chase her down at once!
Geronimo But...
Nezha Monsters, spreading, rampaging! Exterminate them before they do whatever they want!
Geronimo No. Do not lose control. This is but a dream.
While we can interact with each other, the other side still has a leading advantage.
I have realized this in battle. The time we experience here is not certain.
Nezha Then, we should inform backup, and call reinforcement. Should one of us return to reality for the moment?
There is no doubt more monsters are waiting ahead.
- Wait.
- Please leave this to me alone.
Nezha ...!? Master, are you serious!?
Geronimo ... Tell me your plan.
- I want to convince Abi by myself.
- We are not the only ones having trouble.
Geronimo ......
Nezha ......
- I think Abi is still an incomplete being.
- She is a bit different from... other servants.
- Problems disheartens her.
- And she when can't solve problems alone, she gets discouraged.
Geronimo In other words... Abigail in Salem, and Abigail of Chaldea too,
have personalities that are still in development.
Indeed, there must be a deep reason for a sensitive girl to manifest in the turmoil of the witch hunt.
Servant she may be, it is a cruel thing. I hate the destiny of her being summoned.
Nezha If you ask me... She has fallen...
Not growth nor sublimation. She is corrupted. She is indulged in amorality.
A foreigner is dangerous and alien. She is enthralled by the daemon in the abyss.
There needs to be one keeping an eye out, and discipline her strictly living with her.
- If she is lost in the path,
- we can't just keep telling her to do the right thing.
Nezha Hmm.
Geronimo Then friend, you mean that you are going to be a tent (tipi), one which welcomes exhausted travelers and relieves their tiredness.
- I didn't mean to be so condescending...
- But I will try to cheer her up.
Geronimo Understood. I will follow master's order.
Nezha !? Geronimo and I are going to leave everything to master and exit the dream?
Geronimo This is the best way to make Abigail drop her guard. Way better than me getting in with weapon in hand.
Not to mention that it was not me who saved her in Salem. Master and Nezha, you two did.
Nezha ... Thorough consideration... Acknowledgement... Reluctant agreement.
However, if anything is off, I will be back in no time.
Master, Abi is up to you.
- Yes. Say hi to everyone for me.
Geronimo & Nezha Nod - I have been hearing roar of monsters...
- But it has all quiet down now...
??? ......
- I can hear someone sobbing.
- It is from Abi's room.
- Call out outside the door.
- Lean against the door and wait.
Choice 1 ??? ...... Leader-san, right...?
Go ahead. You have the key.
Choice 2 ??? ......
......
Why don't you enter? I will not run away anymore...
Branching ends Abigail Leader-san...
It should not have been like this...
I did not mean to hurt Nezha and leader-san's friends...
I am sorry... I will disappear soon...
Until the gate of stars closes, please allow me to stay here...
- Sit on the bed on which she is curled up.
- Feed pancake.
Abigail Wow. This is magnificent.
It is less of a food and more of a dessert for some formal occasion.
I am jealous of Abigail (me) at Chaldea.
Thank you, leader-san... For remembering what I like.
But, I will pass this time. I don't need to be spoiled...
......
I...
I want to meet Lavinia... want to meet Lavinia...
I want to hear her voice once again... I want to watch stars with her, shoulder by shoulder, next to a camp fire.
But... but I don't have the power to do so.
No matter how many gates I open, I cannot arrive at that nostalgic place.
Uncle said, that there is a path. But...
When I do meet Lavinia Whateley, I would not be myself anymore.
I will not only be able to use the silver key... but also become a god-like being, guarding the gate of space-time.
- (That means a movement of a dimension higher than Rayshift...)
- (Probably a power that can reforge & recompile history at will...)
- Is traveling fun?
- Uncle is going to scold you.
Choice 1 Abigail ......
Yes.
This might surprise you. Everyday is filled with adventures and surprising events.
Choice 2 Abigail ......
That is true.
Branching ends Abigail Right now, I am... My real body is residing in a certain planet's big old library.
There are books about all kinds of stars, ones about ancient earth even. The walls are filled by books.
She would be very happy. She loves books after all.
......
Eh... How is me doing at Chaldea...? Is she being... useful?
Is she being childish and giving leader-san troubles...?
- She is now a reliable member at Chaldea.
- She was confused at first, but got used to it in no time.
Choice 1 Abigail Really...?
She became a proper servant? She must worked very hard.
Well... once every month is enough... would you praise her...?
No, if you do it everyday, she is going to faint from excitement.
Choice 2 Abigail Oh...
I am kind of happy. It must be thanks to leader-san and Mashu-san.
The one from earlier... Geronimo-san? I have to apologize to him too...
Branching ends Then... did she make good friends? Well, yes... I can tell.
I can feel her trust towards allies, even with this Saint Graph (body) that I forcefully took over.
It is because Abigail (me) of Chaldea is not rejecting me, that I am able to talk to leader-san like this.
I am sorry...
I have stayed for too long. I will leave now.
I need to return you to those people who are worried.
I need to return this body too. ... Leader... -san?
Are you alright?
- ......
- I have a peron I want to meet too.
- If I can, I would rush to meet this very moment.
Abigail ... Yes.
- However... I am... a master of Chaldea.
- One day, I want to tell that person with confidence...
Abigail ... Leader-san.
It is fine to cry.
It is fine to cry in front of me. If you don't mind, you can come between my arms.
You will feel a bit less lonely. So...
Leader-san.
I wanted to call you master for just once...
Farewell... Please treat to Abi (me) nicely.
Transition "They fell a sleep... both of them. Must be tired after crying..."
"Even in dream, they shouldering a duty that one cannot escape from-"
Lavinia appears Lavinia "...... U... a..."
"A, Abi, poor girl..."
"There is nothing I can do..."
"I, I can't even wipe the tear on you cheek..."
Sanson "—Yeah. Unfortunately."
Sanson appears beside Lavinia "We are but a phantasm for one night."
"A projection of an ephemeral wish they created in a dream."
Lavinia "Yes, but still..."
"I miss you... Abi."
"I am a fiction, whose content can be summed up in a few pages of script. Transient like a bubble."
"However, Abi, the bond we forged definitely existed."
"As long as you remain who you are... I will be here too..."
"I will not f, forget the warmth of your finger when you combed my hair..."
nya, a black cat appears Lavinia "A black cat...? From where?"
Sanson "As far as I know, there should be no cat kept at Chaldea..."
"Could it be a familiar of someone... No... huh?"
"I am surprised. This is a real cat. A creature that travels between dream and reality, huh."
Lavinia "Cats have always been like this."
"... Ah..."
Randolph Carter's silhouette appears ??? ...fu.
To be able to come this far with her spirit, this girl is always full of surprises.
Without a friend as a guide, I would have been lost by now.
Hmm... Was I late again, or was everything alright...
Lavinia "Carter."
Sanson "So, you have come to take Abigail home."
Space-time Traveling Gentleman Indeed this is the case.
Abi has just fallen asleep. I will bring her back now.
Lavinia "You do that..."
"C, carter? May I ask a question...?"
Space-time Traveling Gentleman What is it?
In no time, the time of stars will end. Please be concise.
Lavinia "She... Abi is the host of the silver key's power. She is a miko of the foreign gods..."
"One day, the miracle of crossing the sleep of roses, and arriving at the Final Gate..."
"Like a kingston valve at the bottom of the ship that is this world... It could also be threat..."
"Then..."
"The old one that stands at the gate, is it what Abi will be in the future...?"
"Or, is it our fate... to one day become one with the foreign gods...?"
Space-time Traveling Gentleman Hmm...
I already said the same thing to people of Chaldea. It is up to Abi.
However, no matter how far she advances on her path.
It is my duty to make sure that she remains a friend of humanity, and to protect her so she can maintain the heart of a human.
Just like you two, who despite being a frail concept, still protect a friend's dream...
Sanson "Hmm. I see."
Lavinia "I see."
Sanson "My master is also fighting at the frontier of the Human Order. He/she struggles in the bottom of the abyss, wounded deeply—"
"He/she is fighting with his/her life, in order not to become lost—"
"That is exactly why he/she needs memories like a human would experience. Once in a while, he/she should have a warm, gentle dream."
"Hmm... Now I'm talking like a musician"
"Anyways— You are the same."
Laviania "Eh...? Me...? Eh?"
Sanson "In a dream, you should be fine acting more like a child."
"That's a privilege of a young lady."
Lavinia "U... A... S, stop... I am... just a concept..."
"You are still... A silly person..."
The next day, Elevenses Robin Hood Huh, a dream? Well, that happens.
After all, unlike usual, last night the sky was clear.
It's normal to have a dream or two. When it's a comfortable day, you mind gets to rest too, you know?
Sanson Security stance also had a special shift.
Robin Hood Sure did. I was mobilized for a moment. Turned out to be nothing.
Abigail My, is that true...?
I was sound asleep. I did not notice a thing...
I seemed to have visited master's room... But I woke up in my own...
Sanson What dream did you have, Abi? Please tell me if you don't mind.
Abigail Eh... Sure?
Sorry that I can't remember very clearly...
I had a dream of a friend. A friend in the village where I lived.
Sanson That village would be... Abi, your hometown Salem.
Robin Hood ......
Abigail Yes.
She was a beautiful... white haired girl...
The rest, well, I cannot remember that well...
She was a girl with a mysterious aura like a fairy of stars. I can remember that for sure.
Maybe... We must have been very close friends.
Robin Hood That's right. You must have been good friends.
You must have thrown horse shit at each other, or put frogs into tea cup.
Abigail Jeez, Robin-san! We will not do something like that!
I said she was a girl, didn't I? We go to church on weekends...
We pick up shells by the beach, then line them up to write our name...
We hide in a place where no adults knew, knit cute patchwork quilt and chat with each other...
It was—
Robin Hood Alright. That was quite enough.
"— It was a dream like memory."
Translator Notes
[1] Chaldea Merchant Guild's story continues in Columbus' interlude.
[2] Here Nezha used 3 words: 女王(queen as ruling monarch), 王女(princess), 王妃(queen as ruling monarch's wife). Abigail revealed in part 2 that it was an 王妃 attending the tea party.
[3] ユーゴ is the name of the stuffed animal Abigail carries with her. Here it is translated to Yuggo, as it is suspected to be named after Yuggoth (ユゴス). Additionally, ミーゴ is the name of the stuffed animal Abigail gave to Lavinia, which seems to be named after Mi-Go (ミ=ゴ).
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