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[ninetyninelives]

[hello and welcome to... idk, how did you get here? are you dreaming? maybe.

It's a nice, unremarkable place here-- in the small yard of a small hut in a large forest, with a cat napping next to a birdbath. a round, black, bobtail cat.]

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[ninetyninelives]

[suddenly shifts into his human form-- and instead of naked like a cat really should be, he's wearing clothes. so much turquoise so much.]

It's really you.

[spelltrouble]

[ ...frowns. And picks at the turquoise clothing. ]

This is not your colour.

[ninetyninelives]

It's Turquoise. I have to wear it.

[answering absently, reaching to touch Tarnia's hair, Tarnia's face]

[spelltrouble]

You're my cat. You don't have to wear anything.

[ Teasing lightly, allowing Hilario to touch him. ]

What has gotten into you?

[ninetyninelives]

I don't see "Because Tarnia said so" working on Natsuki and Koujaku if I start trying to go naked again.

I missed you.

[spelltrouble]

[ ... he's never heard those names before. Something odd is going on here, this is no normal dream. But he doesn't let his suspicions show on his face. ]

Have you now?

[ninetyninelives]

[doesn't notice anything, leaning forward to bump his foreheard against Tarnia's shoulder]

I'm still missing things. Whenenver I remember something, I miss you even more.

[spelltrouble]

[ Amnesia... Tarnia doesn't comment, there's no need to alarm Hilario. Let him think this is a dream. He just needs to find things out as subtly as possible. ]

I'm flattered? I'd rather you remembered me entirely though.

[ninetyninelives]

I remember bits of time, like every time there was that magic festival, but it's all bits.

[spelltrouble]

That sounds like magic.

[ninetyninelives]

It's different magic than yours. The whole place is magic.

[spelltrouble]

Tell me more.

[ninetyninelives]

You know magic's your deal, not mine...

[spelltrouble]

You can still describe it.

[ninetyninelives]

Everyone lost their memories... and now we get pieces of them back in trinkets.

[spelltrouble]

Interesting... do you know how it got that way?

[ninetyninelives]

[rubbing his face on Tarnia's shoulder as he talks, soaking in the physical contact]

The Darkness takes our memories on the way in.

[spelltrouble]

[ Flatly, even as he's raising a hand to rest in Hilario's hair ]

"The darkness".

[ninetyninelives]

[relaxes noticeably, shifting closer to Tarnia and wrapping his arms loosely around Tarnia, caging him in]

It is what it is.

[spelltrouble]

Easy for you to say. If it's affecting my cat, it's something I need to take care of.

[ Looks... away/// ]

[ninetyninelives]

It takes skills too. I had to win back having our pact on me, but now I have it.

[spelltrouble]

Mmph. That's powerful.

[ninetyninelives]

And I haven't gotten the first king's pact back yet.

[spelltrouble]

Wait... that's means--

[ YOU'RE MORTAL? ]

[ninetyninelives]

I can still do my blood magic, that flaming sword, but turns out that sucks when you don't heal automatically.