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But in a strange way, that’s sort of what he is though, isn’t it? It’s not like he lives... wherever this is, he just suddenly found himself here. He doesn’t even remember how it happened. One might think that being transported to someplace so clearly different from home would be more memorable, but apparently that’s not the case.

Here, it’s like he took a very abrupt, impromptu trip to Greece. Or... Greece, but off. There are definitely things here that aren’t quite right. Case in point: the bird that just landed upon the overhang... or is it even a bird? Instead of a head, there’s only a speaker. Peter stares at it for a very long time, convinced at first that it’s a moment of confusing perspective, but no. It’s actually a bird with a speaker for a head.

He blinks very hard. The ‘bird’ is still there. Nobody else seems to particularly care or notice; Peter glances to a random passerby before immediately turning his focus back to the creature, as though unwilling to take his eyes off it. Feeling a little like he’s going crazy, he makes a vague gesture towards it and asks, ❝ ...Is that – real? ❞

“Seiichirou?” A brief examination proposed one optimistic conclusion. “Have you earned yourself a night free after completing all current paperwork?”

It was a little bit funny how easy it was to tire his former, but still favorite, professor out. Not that Seiichirou was decaying from old age or anything. Just that the man always seemed so winded after one of their encounters-- Jade thought it might have something to do with his personality, but never bothered to inquire. It was more entertaining if he didn’t know. 

What he did know, was that his graying professor was timely. Checking the watch ticking merrily on his wrist, his eyes flickered towards the reception, minutes turning to seconds before their set lunch date. And on the hour he spotted a familiar figure. Curiously enough, there was a second figure looming right behind Seiichirou. A plus one? 

Unfazed while shaking his hand to cover his watch once more, his fingers wiggled in greeting, smile never fading from his face. Hand now propping his cheek, Jade tilted his head in greeting to the stranger’s face before two and two were put together. The possessive arm, the way he was being glared at; it all made sense. 

He’s being held against his will. 

Ah wait no, perhaps he jumped to conclusions? The matching rings. Yes. Well that might explain it. This must be the husband. How quaint. Thinking to himself while covering his own left hand with the right, Jade grinned. 

“So glad you could join me for lunch. But who’s our surprise guest?” 

          (deep  in  her  chest  lingered  the  PAIN  and  WORRY  that  continued  to  fester  with  each  passing  day  and  moment  that  she  remained  HERE  ,  instead  of  fighting  to  protect  her  student’s  and  aid  them  in  the  battles  of  edelgard’s  war.) ——  shaking  off  her  dread  ,  byleth  continued  to  wander  until  she  found  herself  ghosting  around  the  LIBRARY.  she  would  say  a  “HAPPY  ACCIDENT”  if  only  she  believed  in  luck.

         perhaps  she  could  learn  something  here.

         and  so  began  the  perusal  through  the  library’s  many  shelves  and  long  rows  upon  rows.  all  until  byleth  had  in  her  arms  a  stack  of  books  nearly  as  high  as  her  elbows.  finding  a  SEAT  would  be  the  more  difficult  task.  but  soon  enough  she  found  a  spot  at  a  table  MOSTLY  unoccupied  save  for  one.  it  would  do.

“excuse  me,”  she  said  ,  setting  her  books  down  on  the  opposite  to  the  older  man  towards  the  end  of  the  table  ,  “i  hope  i’m  not  DISTURBING  you.  but  as  there  are  no  more  available  seats  ,  i  thought  you  might  like  to  know  you  have  company.”

     Peering over Seiichirou’s shoulder, she’d watch him take notes quietly, curious as to what he was writing about. Most of the people seemed to be busy moving back and forth around this building— a place of worship, maybe?— within the Archimedes Ward, but this one seemed to be interested in other things. So much so that he didn’t quite notice Mao...

Until he did, of course. Blinking as the other reacts in surprise, she clears her throat.

“... Sorry. What are you writing?”

“Is it the sheer vastness of the multidimensional theories being pursued here that is causing you to look so uncomfortable?”

“I suppose that is a normal reaction, although by the  very same logic used to postulate such a theory, we are all here.” They themselves, as beings, were the evidence used. And although this guy looked tremendously plain, there was something in the back of his mind that indicated that they may be in the same situation.

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“Hello, hello~ May I have everyone’s attention~?” Okina’s voice broke out over her microphone for the last time this night, and she’d wait until all eyes were on her. “Firstly, I’d like to once again thank you all for joining us tonight, and for sticking with us until the very end! As of now, the festival will soon reach it’s conclusion... the stalls will slowly be closing up within the next two hours, however, so there’s no rush to leave.”

“However, in the meantime, I would like to announce the winners of our in-company raffle! ... I got many confused looks when I mentioned it before, and that’s because it’s a little surprise of mine to give back to three lucky employees.” Gesturing to an employee nearby, they bring to her a small golden box. “I’ll be drawing from this four names. The first three will be our grand prize winners... and the fourth? ... I’ll save that for later. Now then! The first prize winner goes to...”

     Okina digs a hand into the box, and pulls out a strip of paper.

“... Oho! It looks to be... Steve, from accounting!” A whole bunch of the Big Dipper Talent employees who lived natively within Spirale suddenly began to cheer, as the dryad named Steve looked on in shock. “Your prize is— a trip to the local spa, all expenses paid for! Isn’t that nice? Makes me wish I had put my name in here as well... we’ll hash out the details later, so sit tight. Anyhow— or next winner iiiiis...”

     Fishing within the box, Okina pulls out another paper.

“... Well now! If it isn’t Ismael ( @heclingmuzik​​ ) ! Congratulations to you, Ismael— you’ve won a shopping spree at RE:CORE in the Sunset Circuit! You’ll be free to buy up to any ten items you want, no matter the expense! Aren’t I generous? Next up...”

     Once more, she digs for a paper...

“Is Seiichirou ( @workaho1ic​​ ), our runner up! Your prize is...! A basket of the finest ginger and bamboo shoots, personally grown by yours truly— and a free dinner at the Ol’ Gal diner! And now, for the last prize. The boobie prize.”

“This ‘prize’ denotes who shall be leading the cleaning duty for the evening! So now, without further hesitation...!” Once more Okina searches for a paper, and a drumroll begins to briefly go off. And as she pulls out the paper... the god loses it.

“Hah...! Ahaha! Aaaahahahahahaha! I don’t believe it! Hahaha, tonight’s grand loser is...! Zelos Wilder ( @gleamknight​​ )! What rotten luck you’ve got! ... Well now, that’s that! The prizes will be delivered to all you lucky winners by tomorrow— and as for Zelos, feel free to get a start on things in an hour, won’t you? Anyhow! That’s all the announcements I’ve got for you all tonight! I do hope you’ve enjoyed this Hidden Fall Otsukimi of mine... perhaps I shall see you all again in the spring? Farewell!”