[Lo and behold, within the realm of fifteen minutes, an old brown station wagon rolls up to the curb outside Magilou's place. It's been cleaned and washed but it still looks way older than its owner. Sorey pops out and rests against the frame until he spots Maggie, and then he'll wave her over.
He's dressed pretty casual compared to ruined cosplay: several cuff piercings in each ear, a loose zip up hoodie, and skinny jeans.]
[She walks over to him with a smile, hair tied back in a messy braid. Her outfit consists of a pair of tight jean shorts which just barely cover her thighs, a thin, zip up running jacket, and a striped blue and white tank top.]
"Hey. So... I guess we've both got a lot to talk about."
Yeah, I guess we do. Come on. [He even opens the passenger door for her, what a gentleman!
The car is decently clean, not recently dusted or anything but there's no trash on the floor. He keeps it all in a neat little plastic bag shoved behind his seat. His rear-view mirror is decorated with beads and feathers not unlike the white glove on his wrist, as well as a random Sanrio charm.
He slips into the driver's seat and buckles his seatbelt.]
Maggie, right? Or do you go by a different nickname?
[People still called her Magilou but, it didn't much matter. That name is also the same name she had heard in her memories. But, for this matter, she felt it best to skip such things and simply delve right into her heart of it.]
"So, which of us will go first with this little info sharing?"
I can go first, [he volunteers helpfully as he pulls out onto the street properly and begins to drive. He'd been open about his ghost seeing experiences for a couple months now. Since about a month after they started, actually.]
I actually started seeing ghosts in May. I don't know if you were on the app then. These weird blue flowers appeared in the forest. It was luring people in by preying on their wishes. I wanted to see someone who-- someone I lost. So I ended up getting stuck in there, too.
That's... when I met them the first time. They were really nice to me, and they tried to help me get out.
"Oh, so that's what those weird movements out of the corners of my eye I was seeing in the forest were. I thought it was just my eyes playing tricks on me."
[That made a whole lot more sense, if she was being honest.]
"But I got on the app in July, so, I wasn't here for that. Sorry. But... do you have any idea about the nature of what this is?"
[Sorey doesn't answer for a little while, mostly because he's taking a right turn. The coffee shop he likes to hit up goes this way.]
It's called resonance.
[He pulls up gently to a red light, somehow driving perfectly safe and slow despite the conversation.]
Normal humans can't see seraphim or... malakhim, same thing. They can't see the monsters everywhere either. To them, they all just look like normal beasts or people. They don't see it at all.
I think the last person who had resonance existed a couple hundred years ago, for me and Mikleo. We saw carvings and murals in the ruins.
"...Monsters, huh? Like those Daemons I saw then?"
[Like what Velvet was. Velvet, the Lord of Calamity. One of the more interesting things, or rather, people she had seen in her memories. She doubted Sorey would know anything about her though.]
"And if that's the case about resonance... then either I was some sort of weird hermit, or we're from different time periods altogether."
Demons? That's a good term... but it's not what we used. Hellions was what they were called. They're born of something called malevolence.
[Something that humans create... even without meaning to.]
... I mean, if anyone's a hermit, it would probably be me? I was raised by a whole village of seraphim. I didn't even see how humans lived til I was seventeen... I think the girl I met in the ruins was the first girl I'd ever seen.
"Raised by seraphim, huh? Well, I don't know what my childhood was like, in that world anyways. Still, I guess that makes sense with all this resonance stuff. But, if resonance is really that rare... it just makes me wonder if I even knew anyone else who had it. Well, besides Eleanor and Melchior, anyways."
[Perhaps, no matter what world she was in, and in one way or another, she had found herself isolated. But, she didn't feel like that had been the case, at least, when past her had been with Velvet's group it hadn't. But, she didn't even know.]
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"Eleanor... truth be told, I don't know much about her either. She had been a Praetor with a group called the Abbey. The Abbey... is also what Melchior is linked to."
[She gets out of the car, waiting on Sorey to join her.]
"Melchior was, my teacher, at one point anyways. But he had been involved with things such as turning kidnapping Malakhim and turning them into dragons, and he had a method of controlling the minds of Malaks as well. He had done so to Zaveid. Even so, I must have turned against him eventually. Since, I was fighting the Abbey alongside a Daemon named Velvet. The Lord of Calamity."
[Sorey listens to her as he gathers his keys and hops out of the car. But then she says something about turning seraphim into dragons and he actually slams the door on his hand. He almost doesn't notice until the pain actually gets to his face and then he lets out a soft squeak.]
W-what?!
[He casually shakes out his hand and tries to stay cool about it, even though that fucking hurt.]
Your teacher-- he was enslaving seraphim?!
[He'll get to the other part later, Zaveid's health is more important.]
"According to Zaveid, yes. I don't know how or why. I, don't even know that much about him."
[Still, she pretty much confirmed what she had been understanding implicitly from Sorey's reactions. That is, just how far into the realm of incredibly heinous actions something like that was. Which, to be fair, robbing someone of free will in any way was like that.]
[This... honestly has a lot of horrible implications.]
I haven't heard anything like that... I don't remember anything at all.
[Sorey turns away from her for a second so he can drag his hand through his hair. This is a lot of information at once, true, but it makes what he said to Zaveid-- god, he had no idea. None at all.
"I'm going to keep you safe. I promise I won't let that happen. I won't let you turn into a hellion or a dragon."
He takes a deep breath, nails worrying into his sleeves before he forces himself to relax.]
Let's go find a seat. There's... a lot more I need to tell you.
[And then Maggie stops in place. it's a memory. Not a concrete one of an experience or anything. It's just one fact. But that fact is enough to make her stop. So... even in her home world, she had still been abandoned and adopted as a Mayvin. Just by different fathers, and for different reasons.
[She manages a bit of a small chuckle at that. It didn't matter what world she was in, it seemed, the events of her life still unfolded similarly. Perhaps that is why the version of herself she saw in her memories was always so close to how she was. But she turned her attention back to Sorey.]
"...Well, as I was saying, let's just sit down and get to talking."
[He notices her hesitation and waits for an explanation, but he doesn't press when she doesn't give one. It's not his place. And he probably doesn't need to know, regardless.]
Right.
[He leads her inside to a table in the back. The place is relatively quiet, though not completely empty; at the very least, no one will bother them or overhear their weird conversation.]
What do you want? I'll order for you.
[He's going straight for their vanilla chai in like, 15 seconds.]
[She just wants to get down to busines,s frankly. That particular piece of knowledge has put her off, somehow. So she waits there for Sorey to get back with his vanilla chai, the four fingers of her left hand idly taping the table as she does so.]
[Well. He's still getting his chai. Thankfully it doesn't take long, and within a couple minutes he's back with that and a water. Maybe she'll... want that... at least. His gray eyes flicker to her missing finger, but he doesn't say anything about it.
He had a student without an arm, after all.]
... Malevolence is actually caused by humans.
[He wraps his hands around the warm cup, letting it ground him.]
If those feelings take someone over, it turns them into a monster. Only someone called the Shepherd can purify them and that's only if they're strong enough. [The Lord of Calamity had been too much, even for him.]
The Shepherd is a human. They make a pact with a seraph and... [He's not actually sure what the entire life of a Shepherd entails, as he hasn't gotten that memory back yet, but he knows what Lailah told him in the moment.] And they receive a part of the seraph's power. But in return, the Shepherd has to serve them.
He becomes their vessel to protect them from malevolence. It's dangerous for both of them. If the Shepherd were to become malevolent, then it means every seraph connected to them would turn into a dragon, and the Shepherd would be lost without anyone to purify them.
In my memories, I'm the first Shepherd in a long time.
"And those monsters are these Daemons, right? So, then... how come the Daemons, or well, Hellions as you call then, I was travelling with seemed to be mostly human? I saw some monstrous ones, sure, but I was working with them against this Abbey group."
[But the pact thing he mentioned only raised another question. She just figured it was best to ask him it directly, given that he was more knowledgeable on the subject than her.]
"But about these "pacts"... I was in a pact with a Malakhim and I'm pretty sure I wasn't the Shepherd."
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what's your address? I wasn't looking at street signs when I chased that elephant down the street.
also what's your favorite kind of food? or we can just do coffee if you'd like
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And coffee is just fine.
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I'll be there in a few minutes.
[Lo and behold, within the realm of fifteen minutes, an old brown station wagon rolls up to the curb outside Magilou's place. It's been cleaned and washed but it still looks way older than its owner. Sorey pops out and rests against the frame until he spots Maggie, and then he'll wave her over.
He's dressed pretty casual compared to ruined cosplay: several cuff piercings in each ear, a loose zip up hoodie, and skinny jeans.]
Hey!
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"Hey. So... I guess we've both got a lot to talk about."
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Yeah, I guess we do. Come on. [He even opens the passenger door for her, what a gentleman!
The car is decently clean, not recently dusted or anything but there's no trash on the floor. He keeps it all in a neat little plastic bag shoved behind his seat. His rear-view mirror is decorated with beads and feathers not unlike the white glove on his wrist, as well as a random Sanrio charm.
He slips into the driver's seat and buckles his seatbelt.]
Maggie, right? Or do you go by a different nickname?
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[People still called her Magilou but, it didn't much matter. That name is also the same name she had heard in her memories. But, for this matter, she felt it best to skip such things and simply delve right into her heart of it.]
"So, which of us will go first with this little info sharing?"
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I actually started seeing ghosts in May. I don't know if you were on the app then. These weird blue flowers appeared in the forest. It was luring people in by preying on their wishes. I wanted to see someone who-- someone I lost. So I ended up getting stuck in there, too.
That's... when I met them the first time. They were really nice to me, and they tried to help me get out.
It took Mikleo to find me though.
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[That made a whole lot more sense, if she was being honest.]
"But I got on the app in July, so, I wasn't here for that. Sorry. But... do you have any idea about the nature of what this is?"
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[Right, so she's fairly new to the app. It makes sense. Zaveid has only been on it a touch longer.]
The nature of the ghosts, or what the power is?
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[And, she wasn't exactly sure if they could even have that power anyways, or needed it.]
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It's called resonance.
[He pulls up gently to a red light, somehow driving perfectly safe and slow despite the conversation.]
Normal humans can't see seraphim or... malakhim, same thing. They can't see the monsters everywhere either. To them, they all just look like normal beasts or people. They don't see it at all.
I think the last person who had resonance existed a couple hundred years ago, for me and Mikleo. We saw carvings and murals in the ruins.
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[Like what Velvet was. Velvet, the Lord of Calamity. One of the more interesting things, or rather, people she had seen in her memories. She doubted Sorey would know anything about her though.]
"And if that's the case about resonance... then either I was some sort of weird hermit, or we're from different time periods altogether."
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[Something that humans create... even without meaning to.]
... I mean, if anyone's a hermit, it would probably be me? I was raised by a whole village of seraphim. I didn't even see how humans lived til I was seventeen... I think the girl I met in the ruins was the first girl I'd ever seen.
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[Perhaps, no matter what world she was in, and in one way or another, she had found herself isolated. But, she didn't feel like that had been the case, at least, when past her had been with Velvet's group it hadn't. But, she didn't even know.]
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[Ah.]
We're here. [He pulls into a parking space and shuts the car off. This is definitely getting into darker territory faster than he anticipated.]
I don't think I've heard of either of those people. Maybe we were just on different continents?
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[She gets out of the car, waiting on Sorey to join her.]
"Melchior was, my teacher, at one point anyways. But he had been involved with things such as turning kidnapping Malakhim and turning them into dragons, and he had a method of controlling the minds of Malaks as well. He had done so to Zaveid. Even so, I must have turned against him eventually. Since, I was fighting the Abbey alongside a Daemon named Velvet. The Lord of Calamity."
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W-what?!
[He casually shakes out his hand and tries to stay cool about it, even though that fucking hurt.]
Your teacher-- he was enslaving seraphim?!
[He'll get to the other part later, Zaveid's health is more important.]
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[Still, she pretty much confirmed what she had been understanding implicitly from Sorey's reactions. That is, just how far into the realm of incredibly heinous actions something like that was. Which, to be fair, robbing someone of free will in any way was like that.]
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I haven't heard anything like that... I don't remember anything at all.
[Sorey turns away from her for a second so he can drag his hand through his hair. This is a lot of information at once, true, but it makes what he said to Zaveid-- god, he had no idea. None at all.
"I'm going to keep you safe. I promise I won't let that happen. I won't let you turn into a hellion or a dragon."
He takes a deep breath, nails worrying into his sleeves before he forces himself to relax.]
Let's go find a seat. There's... a lot more I need to tell you.
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[And then Maggie stops in place. it's a memory. Not a concrete one of an experience or anything. It's just one fact. But that fact is enough to make her stop. So... even in her home world, she had still been abandoned and adopted as a Mayvin. Just by different fathers, and for different reasons.
[She manages a bit of a small chuckle at that. It didn't matter what world she was in, it seemed, the events of her life still unfolded similarly. Perhaps that is why the version of herself she saw in her memories was always so close to how she was. But she turned her attention back to Sorey.]
"...Well, as I was saying, let's just sit down and get to talking."
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Right.
[He leads her inside to a table in the back. The place is relatively quiet, though not completely empty; at the very least, no one will bother them or overhear their weird conversation.]
What do you want? I'll order for you.
[He's going straight for their vanilla chai in like, 15 seconds.]
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[She just wants to get down to busines,s frankly. That particular piece of knowledge has put her off, somehow. So she waits there for Sorey to get back with his vanilla chai, the four fingers of her left hand idly taping the table as she does so.]
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[Well. He's still getting his chai. Thankfully it doesn't take long, and within a couple minutes he's back with that and a water. Maybe she'll... want that... at least. His gray eyes flicker to her missing finger, but he doesn't say anything about it.
He had a student without an arm, after all.]
... Malevolence is actually caused by humans.
[He wraps his hands around the warm cup, letting it ground him.]
If those feelings take someone over, it turns them into a monster. Only someone called the Shepherd can purify them and that's only if they're strong enough. [The Lord of Calamity had been too much, even for him.]
The Shepherd is a human. They make a pact with a seraph and... [He's not actually sure what the entire life of a Shepherd entails, as he hasn't gotten that memory back yet, but he knows what Lailah told him in the moment.] And they receive a part of the seraph's power. But in return, the Shepherd has to serve them.
He becomes their vessel to protect them from malevolence. It's dangerous for both of them. If the Shepherd were to become malevolent, then it means every seraph connected to them would turn into a dragon, and the Shepherd would be lost without anyone to purify them.
In my memories, I'm the first Shepherd in a long time.
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[But the pact thing he mentioned only raised another question. She just figured it was best to ask him it directly, given that he was more knowledgeable on the subject than her.]
"But about these "pacts"... I was in a pact with a Malakhim and I'm pretty sure I wasn't the Shepherd."
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