Day 60: Cafeteria
Anise had been lying snug in bed, only vaguely aware that she was awake, when her rest was disturbed by the one sound in the world she'd never wanted to hear again.
"Good morning, everyone!"
The girl's eyes shot open and she immediately sat up straight. There was no doubt about it. That was the Head Doctor, that bastard, and he was back! Now that ( Read more... )
"Good morning, everyone!"
The girl's eyes shot open and she immediately sat up straight. There was no doubt about it. That was the Head Doctor, that bastard, and he was back! Now that ( Read more... )
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Rita paid little attention to the girl who joined her at the table, only registering her presence through her peripherals. She continued to ignore the stranger, focusing only on her food, for several minutes... until the girl began to speak to her, pointing at her face. They 'matched'?
At first, Rita could only stare, scrunching up her face in confusion and disgust at the nonsensical gesture. "What are you...?"
Then it hit her. She brushed a hand against her own face, quickly discovering the wet glob of whipped cream. The moment she felt it, her face turned bright red, and she hastily rubbed it away. "Wh-what do you think you're looking at!?" she snapped, suddenly indignant.
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Her smile was sweet as she noticed the young woman's blush, and she leaned in encouragingly, propped up on her elbows over her food - as much fun as it is to tease new people, she needed to get to know this person a little better, first! It wouldn't be fun to actually upset her, after all.
“Don't be embarrassed!” She chirped insistently, then grinned and pointed back to herself with one small finger. “Mokona gets food on her face all the time! Especially when the food is really tasty - and this is, isn't it? Much better than before ( ... )
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When the girl leaned all the way over the table to extend a hand to her, Rita turned up her nose at it. Rather than making any move to take the hand, she pulled her plate closer to herself, more concerned that the girl was getting in the way of her meal.
"Rita Mordio," she finally offered after a long pause, as if hoping that would satisfy her enough to get her to back away from Rita's personal space. "... Do you have to lean over the table like that?"
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“Mokona loves making friends! All kinds!” she chirped, continuing the conversation without the slightest hesitation. “Its one of this Mokona's special talents!”
She beamed proudly for a moment, then turned her gaze back to the still-blank paper, eyes eager as she waited for its surface to become covered in words or pictures. “What are you writing about? Or are you going to draw?”
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When the girl continued to pester Rita with questions, she glanced away from the page, moving her eyes without lifting her head at all. She wasn't backing off easily, was she? What a pain.
"Magic research," she answered simply, then began to write in her near-illegible scrawl. "Formulas for spell-casting. Probably too complicated and boring for you." As it was for the vast majority of people, but Mokona in particular didn't strike Rita as the studious type.
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Mokona's expression grew even cheerier, if that were possible, when Rita's answer finally reached her ears. She quickly leaned up on her knees again, the motion springy and reminiscent of the hops she'd used to move about so often in her original form - though this movement was just restrained enough that she didn't end up sitting on the table. While she'd have normally preferred that more elevated perch for watching someone work and write, the last few days (and more than a few accidents) had started to teach her that there were many places her new, human form wouldn't fit quite as well...
"Magic? Mokona knows lots about magic!" The little creature replied enthusiastically, her smile growing even wider at the prospect of already having so much in common with her new friend. She raised a small finger to her face for emphasis as she continued. "Two very powerful magicians created both Mokonas, and lots of our friends can use spells, too ( ... )
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Finally, she was able to shake off the surprise long enough to process what she just heard. She nodded slowly at Mokona's question. "Yeah. No one here can use magic during the day, and at night, we're heavily limited. I can't manage more than a couple fireballs, most nights." Last night was a pretty big exception.
But from what Mokona said, she didn't sound like the typical magic-user. And what was that business about 'both Mokonas'?
"If you were created by magicians... does that mean you're not human? And what sort of magic can you use?" If Mokona was originally something other than a human, it could explain her failure to pick up Rita's social cues. And on the other hand, it would give Rita a reason to want to hear what she had to say.
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Additionally, it sounded like Yuuko had to be the magician who created her. It was too bad Rita probably wouldn't get to meet her in person. There was probably a lot she could learn from someone like that.
But more interesting than anything were the abilities she then described to Rita. Moving between worlds, sending things to other worlds... if those were Mokona's powers, then...!
Rita leaned in closer. "Mokona," she began slowly, feeling a little hesitant after she'd been so dismissive of the girl minutes ago, "if you got your full powers back, would you be able to help the rest of us get home to our own worlds?"
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