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48. Showers

...I guess he's gone. I don't think he was captured. ...Maybe they sent him home. I hope so.

Anyway. Lloyd, I think I owe you a birthday present, right? Come over and get it. ...That reminds me, Allen, can I ask you something?

Whether they think so or not, that last experiment was pretty...damaging. Hopefully the next one isn't as bad. ...Though I'm not stupid enough to assume that. It's been raining a lot recently and it...it reminds me of when I first got here.

Hey, Raine. ...Can I talk to you?

[[ooc: "He" is Albert-not-Silverberg, and Sheena went to Lloyd's party but didn't have anything to give him. Also, wow, I never make this many typos, I really apologize.]]

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Across the bridge, then.

...Well, at least you don't live clear on the other side of the village.

More reason to hope it doesn't flood again, I guess.

How true. [this is going to be a considerable walk, so small talk is a must]

How have you been, otherwise? Are all of your friends accounted for?

[too bad she's not good at small talk]

...Yeah, all of the ones from my world. ...The other Albert's gone, though.

[he isn't, either; they can be awkward together]

There's so many here now. ...And not many that have been here since the beginning.

I guess that makes us special.

[sarcasm so tangible he could eat it]

We've probably been ... tainted. Or passed every test of theirs so far. Which is why they haven't disposed of us yet.

[crossing over the bridge now; can hear the wood under his feet]

Or we were tainted before we got here. Maybe they like that.

[he won't admit that he's actually worried about that thought, and now he really wants to know what Sheena lived through]

...I'm outside now.

Okay.

[opens the door for him]

[He enters, looking around carefully before nodding at Sheena.] You've recovered nicely.

Thanks, I guess. ...They didn't do too much...physical stuff, and all the drugs wore off after a couple of days.

No one's home. ...Colette and Raine already know, anyway, but I don't want Pearl to hear it.

You wanted someone else's opinion, anyway. It must be very hard to talk about, if the Malnosso were able to use it against you in such a way.

...Yeah. It kinda is. I'm...not too sure why I think I can tell you this...so bear with it, okay?

[[ooc: If you haven't played, this is going to be like...big spoilers.]]

Believe me, I've heard some rather morbid stories in my time. And I'm a strategist; I deal with the dead with ... depressing frequency.

[ooc: I have played. ♥]

[[ooc: Oh good!]]

I should start by saying that I'm a summoner. I can make pacts with the elemental spirits in my world and call on them if I need help. ...I've been practicing to be one all my life.

When I was...seven years old...the village chief and his direct subordinates decided it was time I made a pact, because having the abilities of a Summon Spirit on our side in a conflict would be...advantageous.

...Seven years old...

[He shakes his head, already having a feeling he knows where this is going]

[[this is the mun forgetting to turn off font shrinkage]]

I don't remember exactly how many people came with me. It was a lot, I know that. ...We went to the Temple of Lightning, where...wh-where Volt...lived, I guess.

I couldn't understand him. Whatever...whatever language he spoke, I didn't know it. ...I t-tried to...

[and here there is a long pause]

...And Volt, I assume, either grew angry or wanted to punish you.

[ooc: You have no idea how happy I was that you could save her grandfather in a sidequest.]

I don't know what he wanted!
...
...Sorry. Shouldn't've snapped at you.

...He went crazy. I didn't remember a lot of it, before...just what happened after. ...I remember now, of course.

...But a quarter of the people in my village died...because I couldn't c-control it. I...

... [He doesn't want to tell her about what has happened in his world due to magical accidents. He tries to keep the talk objective.]

And the Malnosso threw all of that back into your face.

It doesn't end there, Albert. ...But the rest of it is just self-pity, anyway.

I don't know why they made me like that all over again. I don't know what reactions they were after, or what they were looking at while it happened.

But if they can...can get control somehow...this place could and would turn into rubble. I tore apart their stupid lab the second time when they let me summon under my own power. ...Which was pretty stupid of me, really.

I'm sure there's nothing that would amuse them more than to see us tear each other up and then get upset over it.

...Are you aware of what happened to me during that last experiment? When we had our powers?

Not in specifics. I got a really vague answer from Caesar, and...I was kind of out of it for the whole thing, anyway.

[but misery does love company]

This is ... not something to be shared with anyone else. It's important not to ... scare the populous with the idea that someone "in control" can be a threat.

I'm not a summoner by profession, but there are runes in my world that allow people to summon. These summons are powerful, and oftentimes destructive.

While I was insane, I tried to summon something into Luceti. Something horrible.

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