homeless; voice testing

[twinfalchions]

Maybe it's not exactly my place to say, but I do not see the need for such a rush to get me into these... these "games" you're pouring over. Are they really so important? To be ripped from my home, even if it goes into a sort of stasis upon my leaving--

... [ Sigh. ] You're not listening, are you? Never would I think fate to be so heavy handed and selective in hearing.

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[sumia]

M-My mun thinks it's really admirable that she is playing you. He is also a little.. self-conscious about playing me. He's mostly afraid of this "voice testing", but it's the only way to get better, r-right?
Sometimes, all we need is a good push, you know? You just have to believe in your mun!

[twinfalchions]

It's good to see you, milady. [ Can't forget manners! ]

And you're right, I suppose. I just do not think the push needs to be steered into this sort of direction.

[sumia]

Ah! I forgot my welcoming![Sumia is rather clumsy as ever. She bows in respect.]

J-Just have faith in your mun. I'm sure this step will be a very healthy experience for both of you.

My mun asks if your mun has a designated destination for you to play at? I-If you don't mind him asking. He could be rather blunt sometimes..[cue blushing via being nervous. She rubs the back of her head. It's not theirher place to ask!]

[twinfalchions]

[ She gives a brief chuckle at Sumia's actions. How like her. ]

Not at all. As for location, no, I am not aware of where she intends to take me. I believe once she has a firmer grasp on my, ah-- "voice," she will put me in a game.

What about you?

[taktikos]

That does seem to be the tendency of most muns. Rushing headlong into things where they think their "duty" calls. [ Much like someone else he can mention. Chrom. ]

However, far be it from me to judge their choices.

...Even so, perhaps a change of pace might offer new perspective? I confess I enjoy the reprieve.

[twinfalchions]

Robin. [ It's a neutral greeting, accompanied with a small nod of her head. Also don't diss her dad like that. Hmph. ]

So you say. Does that mean your mundane plans - or already has - to send you somewhere?

[taktikos]

[ Said father is his best friend and biggest responsibility. Now, if he could get it in his head to act like less of a liability... He's kidding. Just. Robin nods back, and takes a seat. ]

Indeed. Some place called... Mallow Hallow, I believe? It seems tame enough, and I... worry much. About the task that lies before us. [ Before me. Responsible for the safety and well-being of all. ] It is not a task I take lightly, and distance and time may grant an answer where furious contemplation and late nights have not.

I can hope, at least.

[twinfalchions]

[ It's called being gallant and heroic, gosh... even if Lucina herself would agree. You know. Feelings. She watches him carefully, her hand casually resting upon Falchion's hilt. ]

We've heard of the name; it seems a large number of our army is converging there. I cannot help but feel envious. [ She heard her father was going there, and to not be by his side... She does her best to keep her expression neutral at that. ]

At the same time, with so many familiar faces, I am sure you can find strength enough in that alone. Your station always has a heavy burden, but I have faith in your capabilities. You'll keep them safe, somehow.

[ You'll keep her father safe. ]

[biggestinsomniac]

Fate proceeds unhindered by listening to no voice but its own.

[So I heard you wanted gloom. And awkward.]

[twinfalchions]

And so she goes. What of you, Gerome? Do you fare well with whatever hand fate has planned for you?

[ Nah, she can totally handle Gerome's angst gloom. He gave her a cool mask, after all. ]

[biggestinsomniac]

I have accepted my place in fate's design. [By which he means death and pretending to be cool and whatnot.] However, I still question the purpose of my existence in this place.

This system of "mun" and "puppet" sits ill with me.

[twinfalchions]

You wouldn't be alone in that, but so long as they do not formulate plots that rankle the integrity of our characters, we will remain firm. If you are ever in need of assistance, I will be there.

as a note, I have only reached chapter 17 so far... No spoilers, please? @.@;

[amnesiactactician]

My own mundane squealed with glee when she saw you here, Lucina. Although I am grateful that she has not perverted your character as she already has mine.

*It's confusing to have a mun want to play multiple versions of oneself at once. Even Robin's confused as to his/her own gender! Just pick one already to address Lucina with, mun!*

Thankfully, my mundane sticks to "dressing rooms."

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[twinfalchions]

[ She tilts her head at the first part of Robin's words, but looks more alarmed at the latter. ]

Perversion? What sordid game has she wrought upon you, Robin?

[ She'll worry more about the "dressing room" part - gotta worry more for their esteemed tactician. ]

Thank you <3

[amnesiactactician]

*Thanks mun, for finally picking a gender! She's kind of in denial about the whole thing, as much as she'd rather not be. It's just a bit too much.*

She's thrown me into a sex game.

*Yeah. Can't even sugar-coat it.*

You don't want to come here. Everything's drugged and just... wrong. I even found Lissa there! Lissa!

welcome! o/

[twinfalchions]

[ Her cheeks briefly color pink at the information she's gained, then turn into an outright shade or righteous fury. ]

A-Aunt Lissa? The only reason I would ever step foot in such a place is to rescue you two from the clutches of such a seedy realm!

[exalter]

They are not known for listening very well, the muns.

[twinfalchions]

[ Pauses. Her mundane had alarmed her to the event of "copies" wandering around, so. Hmm. ]

Even if we speak with reason, unfortunately.

[exalter]

[ Hmmm indeed. ]

Unfortunately, yes. Leaving unfinished business is also quite frustrating.

[swordhandproblems]

Ah, you too?

[There's a hm of thought from a familiar face here.]

The Voices That Be seemed to be amiable in my case, but they're probably different across all of us I guess.

[twinfalchions]

[ Clearing her throat at that name. Ahem. But she conjures up a pleasant smile for her cousin. ]

Then you appear to be blessed with good graces this time around, Owain. My own still hasn't let go upon this idea that I should be set loose within a game.

[swordhandproblems]

Mine has been thinking of partnering me with a creature for one of those very worlds.

[There's an even more thoughtful nod.]

I see it now, "The Hero and His Legendary Partner" makes for an interesting title, don't you think?

[dueltails]

[ Ugh. ] That's no way to talk to your mun or whatever.

[twinfalchions]

[ Oh. ] Then pray tell how you would address them, Severa. I know you've a mind for a more... direct approach.

[dueltails]

Oh, you want a demonstration? Fine, I guess I've got the time.

[ Waving a hand as she continues. ] Hey mun, listen up. If you want to take me from my comfortable life of adventuring to sit around sipping tea with a bunch of lowlifes who's only taste of steel has been through fork and spoon, you've got another thing coming. Understood?

...

That's how I'd do it. They expect better of you or something.