kingdoms_of_auradon | Let's See What's In The Cards (Mmhm)

The weather was still bitterly cold, and the snow was still thick on the ground, but it was finally possible to at least go outside by the front doors. The King and Queen have still forbidden anyone from staying overnight at the museum district in case it started snowing again. But the King could be seen outside trying to shovel snow enough to make a path to the castle at the least.

The snow was still too thick to get easily anywhere not shoveled, and the snow was so heavy that even beasted out, Ben needed to take constant breaks inside to sit down and dry off. This wasn't going to be a fast task.

It was only made harder when it started. For those who slept, it would start after they have fully awoken for the day. For those who don't sleep, they'd find that they had fallen into a pleasant daydream, even if it wasn't normal for them to do so. When they came out of it, that was when it would start for them.

But what is it, exactly?

Small snippets of memories, playing for anyone who was with the person remembering to see. But the thing was, these memories... were memories the person had not yet made. Memories of the future.

Not enough to give answers, probably not enough to give reassurances for much other than "oh hey, I do have a future after all," but generally pleasant, and short. Hey, it will give people a thing to talk about, at least. Especially since this will go on for the next two weeks or so.

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That only made him doubt the truthfulness of it all the more. He doubted it was a good idea to question it too much aloud, but he did ask, "If he has no powers, what makes him seem like a fairy?"

"His perfect ratios, the fact that he can sparkle and shine like no human can." but mostly his perfect ratios.

"... He literally sparkles?" That was odd, he had to admit.

"Especially his ultra sparkling lying gentlemanly smile."

Well, that sounded more fangirly than anything else.

"He lies often?"

"Mostly to me," she mumbled, her excitement dimming. "He doesn't hate me anymore I don't think... but I don't think he likes me much either."

Oblivious protag is oblivious.

"Hm. At least not hating is progress," Sephiroth remarked. "Perhaps there will be more in the future."

"More.... what...?" All emotion seemed to have drained out of her and she looked blank and almost robotic.

"More progress," Sephiroth said. "If he has got to where he doesn't hate you, perhaps someday he will like you."

Even more blankness. "That would not be possible." No emotion. Not a hair of emotion. Kyoko has shut down.

"Why wouldn't it?" Sephiroth deadpanned in response.

"It is as though there is just something in his DNA that tells him to hate me," she said tonelessly. Within she felt like she was standing once again at the edge of the cliff. Once again she felt like the box was about to open and she was about to fall into the most dangerous pit.

"You yourself said he no longer hates you," Sephiroth pointed out. "So that must not be true."

"He...." Yeah, she blanked for a moment. "I should go help Mallia with clothing..."

And with over exaggerated robotic motions she turned and slowly started to walk away like an animated nutcracker or toy soldier.

Sephiroth stared after her. Yes, she was ... strange.

Shaking his head, he turned away to find something else to do.

Very.

Strange.

Let's See What's In The Cards (Mmhm)

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O should really icon this >.>

LOL. Yes!

TY for the thread!