Luke Triton (
hisapprentice) wrote2011-11-17 11:34 pm
[Puzzle 001]
[In the plaza, near its southern edge, there is something strange. It is most noticeable now that snow is falling in earnest - a shape, smallish and curled up on itself.
There is a boy in the snow. Asleep, dressed only in new feather pants, shivering. When he finally shivers himself awake, it's a groggy half-there voice that broadcasts. Seems the journal's open.]
Just...a few m-more...minutes, Prof-ffessor...

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H-Hey, that hurts! It's still cold you know!
[The only solution is to get up...and stumble. Numb feet.]
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sand...no he's gonna go down here in three seconds.]Aah!
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[no no don't let go! He falls back over backwards, landing hard on his butt in the snow]
Owww...
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[Professor where are you to stop him from freaking out. Very slowly he gets to his bare feet and shivers harder]
Where did all of this snow come from...
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[Grabbing your hand again~!]
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Of course you're not a feather! A New Feather's a term for someone who just came to Luceti! [Yep, dragging you to the clothing shop.]
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Anise you are so forceful.]
Don't make up things like that. It's not possible to be in another world.
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I still don't know where my clothes are.
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I know it's a lot to take in at once, but just trust me, okay?
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Th-that's okay, I'll get warm on my own. ...Where are we again?
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Is that a familiar blue sweater? Still stumbling, Luke gets to his feet and holds onto the table it's on to get a better look.
That's it! Oh great. His shirt and shorts and - everything but the shoes and hat are there. ...But will the shorts do it in this weather?]
Hmmm...ah! What am I thinking? ["in this weather" like something normal is going on!]
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[Anise points at the shorts.] You should get warmer clothes!
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Something's wrong with my back...?
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He felt that too.]
This can't be real. It's a dream, or...
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