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Re: Thought is the Wind, Knowledge the Sail (BlueSlime) GMed by Takimaru
"Fufu... you'll be surprised at how many people in our year can't attempt a second layer casting without getting it wrong," answered Anwen gracefully, taking a moment to brush back a few brown locks that wandered a little too close to her eyes.
"Sure thing!" Tria said cheerfully in response to Hiri's request to teach her the game of Tharrow. "You might have to get used to a few things, like not taking anything personally... and Anwen winning all the time. But once you do, it's pretty fun!"
"Oh, don't make it seem as if I'm so fake!" exclaimed Anwen. "I just don't wear my reactions on my sleeve like some of us here."
Frey couldn't help but huff a little at the remark. "In my book, if other people can't read what you're feeling, you're hiding it from them."
"If that's the only text you go by, such a book won't get you very far after graduation," replied Anwen.
"Yeah yeah, and Tharrow will prepare you for everything noble life has to offer..." Frey trailed off, rolling her eyes.
"Hehe, that's enough you two. I'm sure it's just a matter of time until we find a game we can all enjoy," said Wenille.
When the subject had changed to the peculiar item that Tria had produced, Eilinor couldn't help but look on with interest. The Fire Major stopped and looked left for a moment, then right, as if listening to voices being told to her. While it was impossible for Hiri to know exactly what she had been told, the girl couldn't help but look back at the board intently.
What would come of it? While Eilinor didn't seem outright excited, it was difficult to say that she wasn't at least curious. Perhaps it was because the subject matter was so close to what she experienced everyday? After snapping out of her little trance, she shrugged and gave a slight nod.
"Good! Geez, I thought everyone was gonna back out on me for a sec," said Tria.
"I-I'll just... be the one to write stuff down," said Wenille, looking a little hesitant as the pink-haired girl placed the old mat down in the center of the floor. A stone with a hole in it, or 'looking piece' of sorts, was the only other item in the set. Wenille pulled out a few pieces of parchment, a pad upon which to write, and a quill. The other girls gathered around the mat, Eilinor included.
Upon closer inspection, Hiri would find that it had every letter in the Elynsorian alphabet, though written in a somewhat old-fashioned font. A few words were written on it; "Yes", "No", "Hello" and "Goodbye".
"Alright, everybody ready?" asked Tria. "Put a hand on the rock."
Eilinor gave a solemn, quiet nod, putting her fingertips near the edge of the stone. Anwen and Frey followed suit, waiting for Hiri to do the same.
"Now, if any presence in the room, or nearby, can hear us... please say hello. Or yes, whichever. Let yourself be known!" announced Tria fearlessly.
Slowly, but surely, the piece began to wander over towards 'Hello'. It was tough to tell exactly who was moving it, but even Hiri would feel her hand begin to move on its own.
Eilinor sighed and gave a flat look somewhere to her left. Was one of her 'visitors' just trying to be funny?
Finally, the piece stopped over 'Hello', and Tria's eyes lit up. "It worked!" Astonished, Anwen and Frey nodded in agreement. "Okay, so are you a guy, or a girl?"
Surely enough, the piece began to wander to 'G'. Then... it wandered towards 'O' and stopped there.
"GO?"
"Good job, you should have said 'boy' or 'girl' to make it easier," muttered Frey.
"Oh, quiet," said Tria. "Okay, well... who in this room do you think is the hottest?"
Her odd question earned her a giggle from Anwen. "Straight to what matters in the afterlife, I'm sure..."
Either someone was shaking, or the piece was... but it soon made its way to 'H' and settled there for a few seconds. Then, to 'I'... and 'R'...
"It's gotta be Hiri," pronounced Tria with a grin. "Now I KNOW Frey is moving it."
Frey's cheeks turned red. "I'm not moving it, I swear!"
Hiri felt an odd sensation wash over the back of her neck. She felt as though something had embraced her... but a look behind would show that nobody was there.
"Fufu... you'll be surprised at how many people in our year can't attempt a second layer casting without getting it wrong," answered Anwen gracefully, taking a moment to brush back a few brown locks that wandered a little too close to her eyes.
"Sure thing!" Tria said cheerfully in response to Hiri's request to teach her the game of Tharrow. "You might have to get used to a few things, like not taking anything personally... and Anwen winning all the time. But once you do, it's pretty fun!"
"Oh, don't make it seem as if I'm so fake!" exclaimed Anwen. "I just don't wear my reactions on my sleeve like some of us here."
Frey couldn't help but huff a little at the remark. "In my book, if other people can't read what you're feeling, you're hiding it from them."
"If that's the only text you go by, such a book won't get you very far after graduation," replied Anwen.
"Yeah yeah, and Tharrow will prepare you for everything noble life has to offer..." Frey trailed off, rolling her eyes.
"Hehe, that's enough you two. I'm sure it's just a matter of time until we find a game we can all enjoy," said Wenille.
When the subject had changed to the peculiar item that Tria had produced, Eilinor couldn't help but look on with interest. The Fire Major stopped and looked left for a moment, then right, as if listening to voices being told to her. While it was impossible for Hiri to know exactly what she had been told, the girl couldn't help but look back at the board intently.
What would come of it? While Eilinor didn't seem outright excited, it was difficult to say that she wasn't at least curious. Perhaps it was because the subject matter was so close to what she experienced everyday? After snapping out of her little trance, she shrugged and gave a slight nod.
"Good! Geez, I thought everyone was gonna back out on me for a sec," said Tria.
"I-I'll just... be the one to write stuff down," said Wenille, looking a little hesitant as the pink-haired girl placed the old mat down in the center of the floor. A stone with a hole in it, or 'looking piece' of sorts, was the only other item in the set. Wenille pulled out a few pieces of parchment, a pad upon which to write, and a quill. The other girls gathered around the mat, Eilinor included.
Upon closer inspection, Hiri would find that it had every letter in the Elynsorian alphabet, though written in a somewhat old-fashioned font. A few words were written on it; "Yes", "No", "Hello" and "Goodbye".
"Alright, everybody ready?" asked Tria. "Put a hand on the rock."
Eilinor gave a solemn, quiet nod, putting her fingertips near the edge of the stone. Anwen and Frey followed suit, waiting for Hiri to do the same.
"Now, if any presence in the room, or nearby, can hear us... please say hello. Or yes, whichever. Let yourself be known!" announced Tria fearlessly.
Slowly, but surely, the piece began to wander over towards 'Hello'. It was tough to tell exactly who was moving it, but even Hiri would feel her hand begin to move on its own.
Eilinor sighed and gave a flat look somewhere to her left. Was one of her 'visitors' just trying to be funny?
Finally, the piece stopped over 'Hello', and Tria's eyes lit up. "It worked!" Astonished, Anwen and Frey nodded in agreement. "Okay, so are you a guy, or a girl?"
Surely enough, the piece began to wander to 'G'. Then... it wandered towards 'O' and stopped there.
"GO?"
"Good job, you should have said 'boy' or 'girl' to make it easier," muttered Frey.
"Oh, quiet," said Tria. "Okay, well... who in this room do you think is the hottest?"
Her odd question earned her a giggle from Anwen. "Straight to what matters in the afterlife, I'm sure..."
Either someone was shaking, or the piece was... but it soon made its way to 'H' and settled there for a few seconds. Then, to 'I'... and 'R'...
"It's gotta be Hiri," pronounced Tria with a grin. "Now I KNOW Frey is moving it."
Frey's cheeks turned red. "I'm not moving it, I swear!"
Hiri felt an odd sensation wash over the back of her neck. She felt as though something had embraced her... but a look behind would show that nobody was there.