…what? [This would mean so much more if March was the type of person who read lore documents. As it stands? It’s taking her a bit to figure out what he means by Order.]
They weren't really murders? It's a little foggy still, but it was like there were two layers to Penacony, and the only way to get to one was to let Sleepie stab you.
Sleepie is such a cute name for something that stabs you to take you places. [But more importantly:] So...Miss Robin is really still alive? I knew she couldn't be dead! But then—your friend might still be alive too.
So...okay, there are two layers to Penacony, and one is the sweet dream and the other is—wherever Miss Robin and Firefly went? And Sunday's real goal is to revive a dead Aeon. [Look at her trying to puzzle this out in her head! Her brain cell is working, working, working—]
Is there a dead Aeon beneath the sweet dream, and everyone who's been murdered is being conscripted into reviving THEM?
...maybe to the first one, no the second one. I think? I'll be honest, I didn't listen to Sunday's plans very well. I was too busy beating him up with Mikhail's hat.
…I still want a cool thing, though. Dan Heng gets his magic transformation and Aeons liked you and now you have a raccoon tail and teleporting. I want a cool thing!
[We can arrange that. Anyway, congratulations, she’s been successfully distracted from her incoming headache.]
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He was trying to revive a dead Aeon?! I—But—How?!
And what did that even have to do with the murders?! Oh, no, and I said he couldn’t have done anything cruel to Miss Robin—
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So...okay, there are two layers to Penacony, and one is the sweet dream and the other is—wherever Miss Robin and Firefly went? And Sunday's real goal is to revive a dead Aeon. [Look at her trying to puzzle this out in her head! Her brain cell is working, working, working—]
Is there a dead Aeon beneath the sweet dream, and everyone who's been murdered is being conscripted into reviving THEM?
[..........youtried.png]
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[A pause.]
We meet the Watchmaker?!
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Sorta? It's a long story and I don't remember all of it.
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[She cuts herself off with a groan, and buries her face in her hands. When next she speaks it's muffled.]
I'm so confused.
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[Caleb that does not help. Likely.]
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[She says, with an Electro Vision hanging on her hip.]
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[We can arrange that. Anyway, congratulations, she’s been successfully distracted from her incoming headache.]
Oh, right, that.
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[A beat.]
Don't do that. That's a joke. Do not go piss off some faeries.
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I wouldn’t even know where to find faeries! How would I even piss them off? [Considering March, this would be unbelievably easy for her to do.]
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That's my cousin. You don't have to like him, but be nice.
[Honestly. Anyway.]
I dunno, that's how I got the racoon tail.
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[A beat. She’s seriously considering this.]
If I went and told a faerie they smelled funny do you think they’d give me cat ears?
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