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[imperialvalkyria]

I gave my life for him, yet I still live and breathe.

This is not meant to be; what sorcery have you used?

[ Selvaria pauses, the irony of her assumption settling in after the words have left her lips. The cries of "War witch!" still linger in her mind. She was entirely uncomfortable with the situation as it stood, and the lack of answers was making things worse. ]

Perhaps a repeat of my choice at Ghirlandaio is necessary.

Comments

[canne]

Oh? Has the lady befriended a necromancer without knowing?

[imperialvalkyria]

I do not agree if you mean to imply that fairy tale magics are responsible. Tales and fables tell of rotting monstrosities returned to life with necromancy, none tell of perfect resurrections.

[canne]

Hmm... very true. You do look to be in better condition than any attempts at resurrection than I've witnessed. But perhaps you weren't completely incapacitated.

[unlucky_but_skilled]

[He looks shocked. Magic was not a possibility that occurred to him.]

The muns are mages?? I just... I thought they were more like... gods.

[flower_tank]

I'm not entirely sure what happened to you, but shouldn't you let that go?

[horseshoe]

I don't think it was sorcery, miss. But it would be a good idea not to question your mun about such things.

[avid_historian]

I wish I could give you some answers but I'm as perplexed as you are about all this.

And we should probably avoid a repeat of Ghirlandaio for the time being.

[imperialvalkyria]

I have no doubt, I gave up my life. Something is amiss here.

[imperialvalkyria]

[ She pauses for a few moments before answering. ]

It's clear that they have seemingly magical abilities, but I highly doubt that they are gods. What more do you know of them?

[imperialvalkyria]

[ Oh... Oh dear. Selvaria could have seen Isara at Barious, Isara probably knows about Selvaria, depending on where you pulled her from, but... but oh dear. Selvaria's expression softens when she sees the Gallian uniform. ]

Just what I would have expected to hear from one of the Gallian militia.

[ She pauses before adding ]

But I cannot.

[flower_tank]

[Is has no knowledge of anything that happened after her death, so she just thinks Selvaria is another Imperial General and nothing else. For the moment anyway.]

...If you gave your life for someone, I can understand your devotion. I died to protect my friends. Despite the lingering resentment regarding my race. But, after giving everything, I think we've earned the right to live for ourselves here.

[imperialvalkyria]

I demand answers and I expect them to be provided, especially in light of this unbelievable turn of events. I will know the reason, even if it may cost me my life.

[ Again. ]

[imperialvalkyria]

[ More Gallians. What up, Faldio? She catches his drift. ]

You fell in battle as well?

So long as the first event has not been undone, I shall refrain from repeating it until I have answers. It seems many cannot be at peace just yet.

[imperialvalkyria]

[ Oh... oh Isara, poor girl. But hey, it's like a dead reunion up in here; Faldio's a few threads down. Now we just need the rest of the generals. ]

It seems the fallen are not allowed to be at peace, then. This is not Europa, then?

[ No, Selvaria, it's not Europa. She'd been clinging to the tiniest hope that she had come back there. ]

[avid_historian]

[He nods.] I did. Near the end of the war.

[Or he assumes it was the end. It's also probably best to avoid mentioning he took you know who with him to her.]

It wasn't, as far as I know. Though, these muns have the ability to take us from different points in time.

[imperialvalkyria]

[ She'd be none too pleased to learn that Faldio offed His Grace, but you know, these things happen. Meanwhile she's staring at him. ]

The war.

[ She hesitates. ]

Who fell, in the end?

[avid_historian]

[He releases a sigh.]

I cannot say for sure but last I knew, Maximilian himself, was defeated in battle.

[imperialvalkyria]

[ She visibly recoils slightly at the revelation, though stays silent for several long, tense moments before speaking. ]

I... see.

[ Though there is that hope... ]

If these muns have the power you say they do, there is still a chance that I may yet see him again.

[avid_historian]

[He gives her a small smile.]

Not even death can stop these muns. You and I are living proof of that.

[flower_tank]

[She shakes her head a bit, one hand moving to squeeze a doll in her pocket.]

No. Here, no one knows who we are... or what we are. They don't really seem to care either. Hard to believe there's a place where people don't care if you're Darcsen or not...

[imperialvalkyria]

[ She's willing to accept that logic, as jarring as it is to practically be starting anew. ]

What is it that they expect of us? By bringing us back, surely they have some ulterior motive in mind.

[ She's not about to be a slave to anyone's whims. ]

[imperialvalkyria]

[ Time to drop the big news, then. ]

Then I pray they pay no mind to a Valkyria, as well. There are many mysteries left unanswered, it would seem.

[avid_historian]

That is just one of the many mysteries that I intend to find the answer to. It would be rather foolish of them to do this with no true purpose in mind. [You don't mess with a Valkyrur for no reason.]

[He's not keen on that idea, either.]

[unlucky_but_skilled]

Shit. [He's never liked dealing with mages; figures one would soulnap him.]

Ah... I'm in some kind of limbo right now, thanks to mine. And he wants to send me to some sort of "game", but for some reason he can't let me bring my son with me. Which is really stupid, if you ask me. He's able to bring me here, but not my kid? It's not like he can't hang onto more than one person at once, he's got other people in here.

[canne]

Yet you have nary a scratch on you. So either perhaps you have monumentally quick healing abilities that you were unaware of or it was just a bad dream. Both seem equally unlikely, though.

[horseshoe]

[She seems rather intimidating to approach ...but none the less, she only needed answers, right? Considering how he's in the same position.]

Well um, I'm not sure how to explain it, as I'm new to this as well but..
your mun pulled you from your world, overriding the event that you were dead, and been revived here.

[imperialvalkyria]

I will have answers. I will even use force if I must.

[ She pauses. ]

How did you come to this place?

[imperialvalkyria]

[ She stares for a few moments before shaking her head slightly. ]

They want us here for games?

[imperialvalkyria]

[ She stares for a few moments before letting out a sigh. ]

Then we are not in the most beneficial of circumstances. First, my defeat, and then this.

[unlucky_but_skilled]

Yeah, I think so.

That or they're collectors. Some people collect weird shit.

[flower_tank]

[Isara blinks a few times, though now that she thinks about it, it would make sense. Especially with the reputation she had among the Gallian militia.]

You're a Valkyria? It's an honor to be speaking with you. [She offers a brief curtsey.]

I... doubt that many would pay much heed to that I'm afraid. There are people in this place that are feared by entire worlds. ...My own mundane keeps a man here that supposedly has the power to destroy entire planets...

[Ah, DBZ. So much crack and such power escalation.]

[imperialvalkyria]

[ She remains silent, thinking, for a time until she speaks. ]

We wait, then. Nothing can come of hasty action.

[ This is now the Faldio-Selvaria vs. The Internet-The Muns war. ]

[imperialvalkyria]

[ She seems rather offended at the thought. ]

Ridiculous.

[imperialvalkyria]

[ A pause, then an addition. ]

Gallia, too, possessed a Valkyria. Despite our power, we alone do not hold the power to turn the tides of any war. It is a relief to hear that there are others, here, with abilities to be revered; or feared.

[ I think any character from DBZ meeting Selvaria would end badly, oh dear. But for some reason they'd both spend six episodes charging up, wouldn't that be boring. ]

[horseshoe]

Well you're alive now. I'd say try not to take it too negatively. It might be a good opportunity to relive for something.

[He smiles. It's not the best situation, but who can complain? To him, there's been worse.]

[canne]

I just found myself here one day. I hope that my stay isn't too prolonged though... I have my own world to take care of. Not that it isn't in plenty of capable hands, but I have my reasons for wanting to return.

[imperialvalkyria]

[ She simply nods. ]

Then may fortune shine on both of us for our safe returns.

[imperialvalkyria]

[ Worse for her is a war with tanks and explosions and poison gas everywhere, worse for him was a crazy bear thing hosting regularly scheduled executions. Hard to say who had it worse. ]

Your advice is sound; I suppose it couldn't hurt to try.

[horseshoe]

[Naturally. She seems to have gone through a lot, if she was willing to risk her life for others, he would think. That being said, he tries not to be intimidated by her.]

That would be best. Right now, my mun is still figuring out a lot of things just because she has a lot on her plate. She's considered to put me into a slow-paced game, but probably not at this time.

[imperialvalkyria]

I have a feeling that such circumstances have befallen many, but the purpose of our involvement in this... predicament; is, admittedly, slightly unsettling.

[ She sighs. ]

Especially when my "mun" keeps a clown nearby.

[horseshoe]

A clown... I wouldn't understand why someone would keep one around, unless your mun would want to use the clown for birthday parties or entertainment, don't you think?

[Though pondering upon their situation more, it is much like being trapped in the school he was in, except he wasn't forced to kill.]

What would your mun's plans be for you?

[imperialvalkyria]

From what little information I have, it seems that it is not by choice that the clown is kept around. I have been told he is more a chaotic force than he is a source of entertainment. Fortunately, I have kept my distance from him.

[ She lets out another sigh, the uncomfortable reality of her new life circumstances finally settling on her shoulders; much to her disapproval. ]

It would seem that the clown is to be the first to be sent to one of these "games" I have heard mention of so often, followed by either myself or a handful of others. Fortunately, it would seem that no such destination has been chosen or considered just yet. It is my hope that it remains as such, but that will likely not be the case.