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          {♣} —; Laying low within her first few days here, Loki experimented with what she could and couldn’t do here. Though she had her staff, it was not responding to her, and where she could normally trespass to other places—she could not. It would be a very tricky situation to be in. Thankfully, tricky is her specialty.

          {♣} —; Discreetly exiting her abode, she hid in the forest, waiting for some unfortunate soul to pass by. Once one did she started the waterworks. Scrambling from the treelines, and making a fuss with approaching she woefully cried out.

The snow was difficult to cover his tracks. Chuuya already knew that, being someone used to disposing of lesser (and sometimes bigger) enemies. Sometimes enemies that one would not be able to humanly take care of and survive. For this, stealth was the best option... even if such a thing was completely removed here. He wonders if it is on purpose; to leave them exposed. Vulnerable. 

Bitter thoughts lead him to the Crystal Château. Memories from his waking were as hazy as his last day outside this place, and he wonders if there is an Ability user that can both create this kind of alternate reality and manipulate time simultaneously. It is a ridiculous idea, but... 

“...?”

There is someone there. Well, besides the people praying. This one is less praying and more like staring at the statue. Her small figure reminds Chuuya of another girl he has met. It is more like one he babysits for his boss at times, but he wouldn’t put it quite rudely. But be it out of curiosity or that weird sense of homesickness, he finds himself approaching Anastasia. His voice is quiet, polite. He wasn’t going to be a fool and simply talk loudly when other people were busy, and this was clearly not the place to do so. 

“Weird, isn’t it.” A clear attempt to break the girl out of her stupor. To make her share her thoughts, or to simply see if she had the same disquieting fear of the unknown. Embodiment of a dark god or not, he is still not one to care much about these things. He motions to the statue with a small movement of his head. Up close, she is slightly taller than Elise. And her posture... well, it was anything but normal. Not one to talk here, Chuuya.

       she isn’t too well equipped to travel very far, xion has decided. well, it’s not as though she needs to... for the moment, that is. perhaps at a later date, she would look into work and proper clothing to travel the expanse of the tundra, but for now? for now, she seems completely and utterly satisfied having the dwarf rabbits nibble at her glove. 

    the crunching of snow quickly catches both the animals’ and the girl’s attention, gaze raising to the source of the sound. her instinct puts her on alarm, free hand trailing towards the keyblade laying at her side. but then she pauses, pulling her hand back once the duo of rabbits approach the stranger, only to falter and hesitate. a sigh leaves her, a quiet reprimand to herself, smile small yet friendly as she brings her attention to the approaching girl.

Recalling the brief mention of it in a previous newsletter he had recieved, Touya decided to pay a visit to the library upon hearing it was open once again. Of course, he didn’t have a particular need to actually go there, it was more out of curiosity in his case.

Once inside, he would quietly inspect the bookshelves, eventually walking over to one to take a book off the shelf. A book about botany, it seemed, yet the topic was one he cared little about at that moment, something else was on his mind. Something about this book seemed odd, the fact that it had been made completely by hand.

“I can only imagine how long it must have taken to make all these books by hand. Sure, it still wouldn’t be instant if you were to use a printer, but it still would have been a hell of a lot quicker...” To be honest, he was actually a little curious about how long it took to handcraft all these books.

Welcome to Eidolon, traveler. Wishes have brought you far, and we know they will only bring you further.

You will find your residence in Bunkhouse #15. Viy sits on your mattress... While still capable of sentient thought, the doll no longer seems to have a means of communication or power to harness and use... You will have to learn to be friends in a different way, it seems.

Search, seek, persist. Take heart in your heart.