AUDIENCE 🚀 SCIEN

[dropoffs]

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[egodist]

[sorry to whichever mod i think i hit twice hei is this you.... well endure me, i guess

scien taps his own chest first just to confirm that he has a body again, and then moves to take steps forward toward the garden. his eyes glance toward the manor, some piece of his memory clicking into place, but otherwise just focuses on the scene in front of him. who are the people sitting in the chairs...]

[dropoffs]

[ Who knows... Except Scien will see that there's a blurry figure in one seat, tall and lanky in form but fuzzy, and they're sipping some tea. On the other seat, it's a woman with white translucent skin, bright emerald eyes, and dark green hair. Upon seeing Scien, she tilts her head. ] It would seem we have a guest, Master.

[egodist]

[ah. scien mirrors the motion, also tilting his head]

Does the name 'Amalthea' mean anything to you?

[dropoffs]

[ Hm... She had risen just now to greet this guest, but the name has her hesitant in continuing her maidly duties. There's a moment. She closes her eyes and it comes to her. ] ... Mister Brofiise. It's you.

[egodist]

So it is. And what is your name, aside from Amalthea?

[and also he makes a gesture toward the table. he doesn't like standing....]

Get me a seat.

[dropoffs]

My many masters have simply referred to me as the maid. [ She offers him her seat. It is yours. ] But the name given to me, the witch, is Morgana.

[egodist]

Get yourself a seat, then.

[because he's not kind enough to deny it, sitting and letting his elbow rest on the table to hold his head up... slob.]

Very well, Witch Morgana. [he asked for her name and now won't use it until further notice. a gesture to the second figure in the chair]

Is this your master?

[dropoffs]

I am perfectly content standing. [ She is a maid, after all, and pours Scien a cup of tea. ] It is.

[egodist]

If you're certain. [scien watches the tea being poured and asks - ] What is this?

So the master that you're crossing the universe to find is here with you at the moment.

[dropoffs]

[ She tilts her head and looks over to the blurry figure who is still drinking their tea. ] ... A fiction of my desires, I suppose. This is still a dream.

[egodist]

Even in your dreams, you search for him? Some could call that romantic - the stuff of fantasy.

[not scien, but he's aware of how it looks]

[dropoffs]

As I've told you before, she and I made a promise. [ Romantic in nature, she isn't sure. ] But I suppose it rivals that of romance.

[egodist]

[lesbians?]

So it would seem.

Do you maintain that you willingly joined Nut and Bolt of your own accord in order to search? Did you sign a contract, and were you on a tour with twenty-eight individuals?

[dropoffs]

[ Sometimes... You wait for a woman. She looks over to the blurry figure with a smile and slowly the filter obscuring them lifts. It is a young girl with snow white hair and skin, but piercing red ruby eyes. ] I have memories of all you have listed... But I have started to wonder if what I remember should be doubted. [ Even as she answers Scien, she keeps her eyes on the white-haired girl. ]

[egodist]

[NOOOOO IMGUR FAILED MEEEE WHO IS ITTTTTTTT]

Oh? What prompted your doubt?

[dropoffs]

[ uhh what about this ] Documents have been cropping up lately... It starts with us not recognizing it accompanied with a headache. It has been this way with most of the documents.

[egodist]

[yes i see.... beautiful!!!!]

So you're recognizing the anomalies in your own behavior.

[he relates.]

... I'll pose an open-ended question then. What do you think is going on?

[dropoffs]

It is difficult not to piece together when it has been a consistent side effect. We have had a meeting about it earlier. [ Capitalism is always a headache, though. ] I believe the Eudora is cursed.

[egodist]

I see.

[okay.]

I guess we've talked about that before.

What else did you cover in your meeting?

[dropoffs]

[ It should have been the most predictable answer from a witch. ] Physical and chemical restraints.

[egodist]

[he hates it here....]

To be used on... whom? The murderers?

[dropoffs]

That is correct, but many of us are indecisive about it. [ For obvious very human-feeling reasons. ]

[egodist]

It can be seen as inhumane when there is no cause identified for who gets affected.

[there is nothing in common between scien and eunhyuk after all]

Has there been any progress in determining what made our behavior so erratic?

[dropoffs]

We are going through some deductions and Io has been reviewing yours, Mister Lee's, and Mister Pearce's bodies every night in hopes they see something different. There is still a curiosity in nanites and I was fortunate enough to remember Mister Pearce's recommendation to scan them during the upcoming spacejump lockdown. Ultimately, there is no progress. [ She isn't going to sugarcoat it or anything. ]

[egodist]

There aren't even findings showing the difference in what affected myself and the busybody detective's? Do you truly believe that his condition was just rapidly exacerbated by the environment?

[wouldn't that be so fucking convenient???]

Is this still something you would call a curse?