03 - Squirrigle ( very, very late at night) [ Voice/Action ]

[radiantwinged1]

[ It's been the season of new-arrivals, and Duke remembered what Yuri had said something about different times that people could be pulled from. The purple archer had been from before Zaude surfaced, the blonde knights from after, but that wasn't really what Duke was thinking about.

He was thinking about what if someone could be pulled from

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[swordofswans]

[And there's another white-haired pretty boy who has taken to nighttime wanderings...

The prince also walks late into the night, anxious and unwilling to reside at the small cottage that has become his home, for all that he dislikes the concept. He finds that secluding himself is the best way to deal with uncertainty, as he rarely has needed to so before. However, he pauses when he comes across Duke. He heard only the vaguest hint of the whisper, but he knows the other man spoke.]

I'm sorry, what was that...?

[He frowns softly. He doubts he was being spoken to, but it seems as though he should provide some acknowledgement.]

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[radiantwinged1]

[ They multiply in these conditions.

Duke's head goes up, pausing. Startled, perhaps. For a moment, he's just staring blankly at the other. Then he's looking ahead again, away. ]

... Nothing... It is ... an impossibility..

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[swordofswans]

[He smiles, but not with any mirth, and offers enigmatically.]

Impossibilities do not seem to exist here, for good or for ill.

[But that's not really the point, after all. He presses just a little, because it surely sounds like more than "nothing" to him.]

Nonetheless, are you certain?

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[radiantwinged1]

.... [ Another moment of blank staring. True. Wishes. Things normally impossible, possible. ]

... I am unsure. [ He's not sure... if he wants it to be possible. ]