[A new voice rings regally out, sounding decidedly unhappy. A stiffly formal tone is threatened by cold anger at the edges.]
What foul trap is this? I do not understand...
[He pauses, plucking the more important thoughts from the whirlwind his head and heart are stirring up together. He has no true idea of where he is, having taken in only enough
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M-MYTH--?!
[[...AND THEN FALLING SMACK DOWN ONTO HER FLOOR FACE-DOWN]]
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Tutu-? Ah, Duck...
[And the shock gets a hint of worry mixed in.]
...Are you alright?
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[[Rue would be so happy ;.;]]
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Mytho! You're back?
[ But there's no giant crowd of people this time. He would have heard the noise if there was.
And when they all disappeared that following day, Mytho had disappeared with them.
What was going on here...? ]
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Though it stirs a new worry, as well. He can only suppose that the former knight has been trapped the entire time.]
Yes. And it seems that I have come alone this time...
[He hesitates, but the question must be asked]
Is this similar to how you arrived, Fakir?
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[ Aside from falling straight into a fountain. But he definitely still arrived alone.
What the hell was with that large crowd of people that came and went within a couple days, then?
Perhaps he'd think on it later. More importantly... ]
Do you remember how to get to the Opera House?
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[But he has already set off, in the belief that the Opera House will be the most fitting place to choose a course to act upon.]
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