#xprofeta

   she sighs quietly,eyes closing briefly. there was no telling how long this would last, but she would do what she could to help those affected. and who knows-- maybe over time, things will start coming back. hopefully. 

         “ Sir, I know this is confusing, but trust me when I say you’re in no harm! Think of this as.....um, an interactive dream of sorts?” yeah, no way was he going to buy that.

          ❛ erm, i’m very sorry but to bother you but you wouldn’t happen to recognize any of these brands, would you? ❜  erhi’s expression is helpless as she looks to the other man, one who had also been studying the wares on display, the bottles stacked high in a stall dedicated solely to the beverage. hopefully he had heard her well enough, despite the hustle and bustle that was the opalarian market that surrounded them.  ❛ none of these names ring familiar, you see, and i’m trying to pick the best one to cook with. ❜

  not that far fetched of a conclusion to come to in this circumstances. Sheba had heard rumors how something acts up in this place every now and again and it’s reasonable to assume the strange case of mass memory loss and regressing of age is tied to the strange incidents that occur here. still new she is and she wonders why she has remain unaffected-- perhaps it is similar to what happened in Salem. maybe her heritage also grants her immunity to all of this. it’s possible, but the Caster wouldn’t put her stock into it. 

   “ What a peculiar dream this is, then. “ something more mumbled to herself as a sip of her tea is taken, slow and savoring it before setting it back down on the table before her. bright turquoise eyes shift to the other seated across from her, hands folding neatly in her lap.

       “ I’m curious. If you had the choice, would you wish to remember this dream or simply forget what has happened? Letting it fade into the sands of your memory? “

   “ I’ve never been here before but they say you can find things from your home here. Like, really specific items that will have a tag with your name on it. “ there’s a curiosity in her voice as she glances at the numerous items in the various stalls that seemed to extend on forever. 

          “ I bet if we look, we can find something of yours. “

He’ll be dropped for you!

He’ll be placed on hiatus for you!

        there was a point, every warrior knew, where one must admit defeat. that was a simple fact of life that all must learn. unfortunately for kida, even after being given thousands of years to accept it, it was a fact that still left a bitter taste in her mouth, and so she was loathe to submit to it now. and yet, the strange device in her hand also refused to yield, bringing them both to a stalemate. the wooden knife she had been left with did nothing but leave faint scratches on the shiny surface of the device, and holding her crystal to its carapace seemed to only make it glow brighter; a common side effect, but in this instance, kida wasn’t sure what it meant. tapping the surface did little, and the small button on the bottom only succeeded in changing the device’s screen, although kida couldn’t make out the picture and odd symbols upon it. it was a mystery how she was meant to communicate with it, but one she intended to figure out.

    lifting it before her face, kida tilted it left and right, the corner of her mouth quirking into a small frown as she examined it again. tapping a few of the buttons on its side didn’t elicit much more of a response, and so she resorted to step two in her plan.