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((This is part of a larger player plot which will be mostly interwoven into actual events for the duration. Please only tag into this part if you were plotted with. Thank you. This is backdated until right after the second part of the future memory plot.))

Speaking to Leia
Soon after Leia received a message from her future self, a mysterious pair of people arrived. A man, he looked mostly human but there was something subtly off about him. Hard to put a finger on what. He was tall and slender and pale in a way that didn't seem quite normal. His dark hair and dark eyes only made that more obvious.

Cradled in his arms was a young girl near about Leia's age, her arms around his neck like she was terrified of being seperated from him. Her hair was neat in tight braids that let the pale brown colour catch the light. She was also pale, but it looked more natural.

"There. You there," the man said, voice odd, like he was both firm yet somewhat unsure. "You are the one. We ned your help if we are to save time. You will help us, yes?"



For Roxas

Soon after Roxas received a message from his future self, a mysterious pair of people arrived. A man, he looked mostly human but there was something subtly off about him. Hard to put a finger on what. He was tall and slender and pale in a way that didn't seem quite normal. His dark hair and dark eyes only made that more obvious.

Cradled in his arms was a young girl near about Elianne's age, her arms around his neck like she was terrified of being seperated from him. Her hair was neat in tight braids that let the pale brown colour catch the light. She was also pale, but it looked more natural.

"See, Gilbert," the little girl said. "you need a friend of hers now, not a friend of hers in the future. He's her friend in the now that she's in." The little girl turned to Roxas. "Will you help us?"

Date: 2025-01-31 07:17 am (UTC)
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"You do not need any sort of magic, what you need is time. In your future you will know the Chosen. But you and she are both before then now. But that connection remains," Gilbert said. "She must be brought away from the barrier so that she can return to the time she is meant to be from. For one such as you it is alright to be off shifted from time. You will return to your own path with little ill effect, but the Chosen has already woven herself into time in the future, and if she is not there then, then her future will collapse."

Date: 2025-03-16 11:50 pm (UTC)
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Leia listened, chewing her lower lip thoughtfully. Toovee kept trying to train her out of doing that, but Toovee wasn't there. And this situation required some hard thinking.

"OK so the next time people go to the Isle, I need to be sure I go with them," she said. "And when I get there, I need to find this Chosen person and make sure she comes back to Auradon with us, or else something really bad is gonna happen. Is that right?"

Date: 2025-03-18 12:34 am (UTC)
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Leia nodded. "OK, I can do that," she said. "What does she look like? And what's her name? I can't just go around yelling 'hey, Chosen' or something."

Date: 2025-03-18 06:43 am (UTC)
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"She does not yet know her name," he said.

The little girl spoke up. "She's little like you and me, and she has dark hair and brown eyes and a flower on her face."

"Ah, no Kattea, she would not have his mark yet," he corrected. "She has not yet met him." A subtle complex emotion at that last word.

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