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There is someone who is sneaking around in a brown cloak. How interesting this place is...
He spots her out of the corner of his eye. “Excuse me, visitors aren’t allowed in these reaches of the Institute.”
“Do you have identification?”
“It matters because it’s my body, so I’d thank you to answer the question.“
”……..“
He’s frowning at her. "You think I’m going to let you get away with it?”
“...You wouldn’t believe me. So I made sure you’d be able to.”
This is your own fault, Seth.
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There is someone who is sneaking around in a brown cloak. How interesting this place is...
He spots her out of the corner of his eye. “Excuse me, visitors aren’t allowed in these reaches of the Institute.”
“Do you have identification?”
“How long is that going to take?“ He hadn’t even tried to look out the window to see what time it was. Back in his own world it was already in the middle of the night. But did that carry on into this artificial world?
”…. It’s here sleeping? Where?“ So this was an out of body experience? It was the strangest one that he never had.
He’s annoyed that he didn’t get the chance study her like he thought… But this is also an interesting situation.
“Why does it matter where your body is? As for the how long... Well, it won’t matter in your world. This is a play, after all.”
He’s going to have to just deal with it.
There is someone who is sneaking around in a brown cloak. How interesting this place is...
He spots her out of the corner of his eye. “Excuse me, visitors aren’t allowed in these reaches of the Institute.”
“Do you have identification?”
“An artificial world…such as in a play…”
He muses and inspects his surroundings once again. “If that’s so, then physically my body is in this world as well?” Or was it just his soul?
No, if it was his soul alone, then he would be–
“….How do we get out?”
“You wait until the end of the night and then you leave.”
She’ll smile now. He can’t hurt her like this, right?
“Your body is here, sleeping. When you leave, it will leave, too. Those are the rules.”
There is someone who is sneaking around in a brown cloak. How interesting this place is...
He spots her out of the corner of his eye. “Excuse me, visitors aren’t allowed in these reaches of the Institute.”
“Do you have identification?”
“I’m inside of a play…? How is that possible?“
He walked around touching parts of the house, as if trying to feel whether or not it was real or part of a set.
“I told you.”
She’ll stand and dust herself off now.
“I was born inside this play. It’s very real, but nothing beyond this mansion exists here.”
There is someone who is sneaking around in a brown cloak. How interesting this place is...
He spots her out of the corner of his eye. “Excuse me, visitors aren’t allowed in these reaches of the Institute.”
“Do you have identification?”
“What did you do?“
He doesn’t seem to be mad, and he has a smile on his face. But he also had a smile on his face when they met. He also has two books under his arm, but no knife. So that at least was good.
"This isn’t my lab.”
“...This is the inside of the play, Crazy ∞ nighT.”
Her world. Her home. She wasn’t lying.
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There is someone who is sneaking around in a brown cloak. How interesting this place is...
He spots her out of the corner of his eye. “Excuse me, visitors aren’t allowed in these reaches of the Institute.”
“Do you have identification?”
He thinks that he will poke around the library for a bit. The language is one that he isn’t familiar with, but it takes only a little bit more to pick it up– it is remarkably similar to Marlon.
After the first couple books, he thinks he’s beginning to understand the pattern. He’ll take two more with him as he goes back to find that doll.
She’ll awaken after awhile, sitting up and looking around.
“...Oh. It reset.”
...Probably because someone is here. But then she’ll look over to him uneasily.
There is someone who is sneaking around in a brown cloak. How interesting this place is...
He spots her out of the corner of his eye. “Excuse me, visitors aren’t allowed in these reaches of the Institute.”
“Do you have identification?”
That unfortunately causes him to drop the knife–well, unfortunate for him. He’s entirely disoriented as he falls to the floor of the strange mansion. It feels as if the wind has just been knocked out of them… And he has no idea where he is now. Is he hallucinating?
“What the… hell… Did you do?” He asked, but then he saw that she was already asleep. He struggled to his feet and looked around. What was this place? It certainly looked elegant, unlike anything that he had in the Institute.
While the doll is sleeping, he thinks he might take a look around.
The doll will remain where she is until he comes back. He’s allowed to explore freely, though most of the doors are locked. Except the library, where all the books will detail a single round in the cycles she and the others went through.
There is someone who is sneaking around in a brown cloak. How interesting this place is...
He spots her out of the corner of his eye. “Excuse me, visitors aren’t allowed in these reaches of the Institute.”
“Do you have identification?”
“If you’re not going to make any sense, then you should just stop talking.” It would be as simple as that. He had tools in this room to measure kinetic energy. If he just takes her apart, too, he will learn her mechanisms. It was fine.
Because he knows that there’s no way she can escape in the small room, he takes his time coming to her. “Stand still.”
She has one chance. One. She’s going to grit her teeth. Normally, she could do this with ease, but it’s going to take everything out of her right now. So she’s going to take a deep breath...
...And then it’s like the bottom falls out of the world. The floor and walls all seem to become scraps of paper, with foreign letters on them. English, because Burlet is from real Britain. And they fall together, only to land in the entrance hall of a gran mansion.
She is unconscious and unresponsive, but certainly Seth has other things to interest him right now. Right?
There is someone who is sneaking around in a brown cloak. How interesting this place is...
He spots her out of the corner of his eye. “Excuse me, visitors aren’t allowed in these reaches of the Institute.”
“Do you have identification?”
Now he frowns. “That makes absolutely no sense.”
“Did somebody feed you those lines?” And now he will approach her again with the knife in his hands.
“No. I am aware of my existence. That’s all. I know everything in the play leading up to my existence, and everything after until the end.”
She’s going to scramble along the wall and away from him as she speaks. Nope, she does not want that knife anywhere near her.
There is someone who is sneaking around in a brown cloak. How interesting this place is...
He spots her out of the corner of his eye. “Excuse me, visitors aren’t allowed in these reaches of the Institute.”
“Do you have identification?”
That answer doesn’t satisfy him; he wants to have an actual scientific answer, one that explains how he can replicate the result.
“Listen… Is there somebody else I can ask about this?” Someone that he would be asking after he already studied the doll for himself, of course.
“Are you saying that a team of people made you?”
She shakes her head.
“I was an accident--something created by the wish to fulfill it due to the rules set forth for those who made it.”
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There is someone who is sneaking around in a brown cloak. How interesting this place is...
He spots her out of the corner of his eye. “Excuse me, visitors aren’t allowed in these reaches of the Institute.”
“Do you have identification?”
He’s going to calmly walk over to her, although he pauses by the table. He will then open the drawer by the table and pull something out–just a metal pick. “I’m going to ask you again and give you another chance.”
“Who created you? And how?”
“I-I...”
...She doesn’t want that anywhere near her. She’s afraid. Terrified.
“...I was... Born from a wish... To save a life... To fulfill that wish of those people... I was ‘born.’”
There is someone who is sneaking around in a brown cloak. How interesting this place is...
He spots her out of the corner of his eye. “Excuse me, visitors aren’t allowed in these reaches of the Institute.”
“Do you have identification?”
The magic did have a small effect in making him stagger backwards, until he almost ran into the wall. But nonetheless, it wasn’t going to stop him entirely. “So, you can perform magic as well?”
Since she seemed to be trying to resist now, he took a second to lock the door before he approached her again. “I only have a few hours, you know. Don’t be difficult.”
“I d-don’t... Care...!”
She’s going to scramble back and try to keep as far away from him as she can.
There is someone who is sneaking around in a brown cloak. How interesting this place is...
He spots her out of the corner of his eye. “Excuse me, visitors aren’t allowed in these reaches of the Institute.”
“Do you have identification?”
He didn’t want to do this examination on the floor, so he pulled the doll to her feet and, despite any struggling she might do, set her down in the cell table. “That’s okay.
"I can find out the composition on my own, even with this world’s primitive tools.”
“Because, only when I’m bored with you… Will I let you go.”
She’s terrified. Very, very terrified. She shouldn’t be here. At all. Her father will be cross at her if he ever finds out. If.
She’s going to try and force some of her magic, even if it means she’ll be weaker for it, to push him away.
There is someone who is sneaking around in a brown cloak. How interesting this place is...
He spots her out of the corner of his eye. “Excuse me, visitors aren’t allowed in these reaches of the Institute.”
“Do you have identification?”
He smiled down at her, still in a kneeling position. “Apologies. This is extremely fascinating, seeing something artificial being able to replicate human biology… Especially at will.”
It was something that could be very useful for him. “So you tell me who your creator is, or your composition at the very least.”
“Let me go...!”
She doesn’t like this. This is bad. She’s going to need time to recover, a lot of time, and until then, she’s at his mercy.
“I don’t know what you mean by ‘composition!’ I just am!”
There is someone who is sneaking around in a brown cloak. How interesting this place is...
He spots her out of the corner of his eye. “Excuse me, visitors aren’t allowed in these reaches of the Institute.”
“Do you have identification?”
“Ah-!”
Well that almost makes him drop her. He’ll look over her body in shock, and then rush into the nearest cell. He will then set her down quickly, mostly in order to pinch that skin to see if it was actually real. “How are you doing that?” He asks, his eyes widening.
“Ow...!”
She’s going to glare up at him. That... Hurt, honestly. She’s not used to hurting like that, so in an instant, it’s back to porcelain. I shouldn’t be like that, right?
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There is someone who is sneaking around in a brown cloak. How interesting this place is...
He spots her out of the corner of his eye. “Excuse me, visitors aren’t allowed in these reaches of the Institute.”
“Do you have identification?”
As she begins to struggle, he simply reaffirms his hold on her while he walks down the empty hallway. He’s not an especially strong person, but he thinks he can hold her long enough for them to go into one of the cells.
And she talks, he speaks louder, “Yes, from your skin to your hair everything looks lifelike. Tell me, who created you?”
“I am not some mere toy...!”
And in that moment, she will suddenly become heavier, her skin less hard and indeed more like normal skin--and her entire body warm. Her eyes are even watering.
There is someone who is sneaking around in a brown cloak. How interesting this place is...
He spots her out of the corner of his eye. “Excuse me, visitors aren’t allowed in these reaches of the Institute.”
“Do you have identification?”
“I don’t know why I didn’t notice before, but now it makes more sense. The craftsmanship is remarkable…“ He mused to himself as he carried her down. No, she’s not heavy enough to make him drop her. He does want to set her down soon, though.
The darkness of the stairs was soon replaced with the brightness of fluorescent lights. They reached the lower labs.
“Qu-Quit it...!”
I’s bright. She had never experienced such lights. It had always been candles and early electricity. What’s going on? She’s going to begin to struggle, but she’s still sluggish.
