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TAAKO

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Pâtissier

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"You've got Taako. I'm too busy to take your call right now, leave a message."

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[spellslots]

[He's fairly educated on the whole video games and movies thing, so that doesn't warrant much more than a nod of understanding. Humans are, if nothing else, imaginative.]

Human sacrifice is pretty fucked up, we don't uh, we don't really do that? I mean, evil people do it I guess, but there's not a lotta general magic that requires that shit, unless you're fucking around with demons or eldritch horrors or whatever.

[paged]

[ She gives a small shake of her head, ]

I don't really know what they were fucking around with or even what they wanted... Just that would drain people dry and whatever else they were doing, it was going to tear the whole city apart in the process.

[ She reaches up to swipe a strand of hair behind her ear, her expression grave for a moment at the memory of it all but trying to shake it off and stay in the present. ]

Did you ever experience anything similar on the other planets you went to? That kind of magic or anything like where you were born?

[spellslots]

A lotta realities were weird but they all kinda fit the same basics? There were e;even planes, including the plane of magic, so it was all pretty similar to the kinda shit we were used to. There was uh, one place I couldn't do any magic? But I dunno if that was the whole planet or just the... courtroom, I guess you'd call it? They killed us pretty quick on that one.

[So he doesn't really know a lot about it.]

[paged]

[ It's a lot to take in - just accepting that magic is a Thing that exists - but she's trying to follow it all. And she thinks she's understanding it well enough until that last bit.

Brow creasing, ]

Wait, "killed"? As in "killed you dead"?

[spellslots]

Turned in statues? So pretty dead, yeah.

[It was a pretty unpleasant experience, but he says this all as if it's not a big issue.]

Our ship, it kind of, uh... it sort of saved a copy of us, the first time we left our planar system. Every year when we left whatever system we were in, it'd sorta refresh us back to that point. If we died, lost a limb, changed our hair, none of it mattered. We'd be good as new, just with an extra year of memories.

[The only thing that stuck was Lup and Barry turning themselves into liches, but that's way too complicated to explain.]

[paged]

You... were copied. You could be killed but still be fine...

[ She says this all slowly, trying to make sure she had it right but then is leaning back in her chair, bringing both hands to rub at her forehead. She tries not to groan.

This is a Lot to take in. ]

[spellslots]

That's the best way I got of explaining it, whatever magic it was is beyond me.

[His money is on Istus having something to do with it, or the bond engine, but he decides not to bring gods into this just yet.]

But uh, yup. As long as at least one of us got the ship out of the planar system at the end of each year, we'd revive.

[paged]

[ She sighs and leans forward again, nodding as that does make sense. She's not sure about the rest but she can at least get that part. She takes another sip of her coffee before asking, ]

Is your ship here? Or did you just... get pulled here?

[ That's the best way she can describe it from her experience. ]

[spellslots]

Came through the portal, same as everyone else. I think the Starblaster is kinda fucked now, not sure how it fared in the last battle, but it's cool, we all managed to survive on Fearun so we don't gotta revive anyone.

[This is a lie. Lup is super dead, just hella dead, but she's a lich so it's okay.]

[paged]

[ "Starblaster" almost makes her laugh a little. Definitely sounds like an 80s sci fi movie but she doesn't say it. ]

And you trust the people that brought us here not to do anything?

[spellslots]

[Oh, right, this thing.]

They're just people, pumpkin, same as the rest of us. They're being genuine about not being able to control the portal and as a whole they've got no beef with us.

[He can't speak for every single person in a position of power, but overall they're not hiding anything and they have no ill intent. This he knows for sure.]

[paged]

[ She gives a sort of sideways nod, because she knows he's not... too far off. ]

I've been doing some digging - or have been trying to - since they decided to make me an investigative reporter,

[ Something that always struck her as odd because they had to have known she would look. ]

and I haven't actually found anything incriminating. Nothing that really speaks of anything shady or a cover-up. The kind of shit I'm used to finding where I'm from. So, while I know you're not wrong, I still gotta ask: how do you know that?

[ Because for all she knew, they could just be that good at hiding things. But she's trying to be more open-minded here so... ]

[spellslots]

[Like Clark and Lois! Honestly that makes Taako slightly more inclined to like Karen, since he thought the world of those two.]

I, uh, kind of called on the spirit of a witch and asked her a few questions? Before you ask, yeah I know she was telling the truth, the spell guarantees it. I did a little research into the portal, too, so I know they can't really control it.

[paged]

[ YEAH THAT TAKES A MOMENT TO PROCESS. ]

A witch...

[ A beat. ]

Why a witch?

[spellslots]

I reached out for something powerful, she's just what answered.

[It was a potentially dangerous move, but he had questions that he wanted answered.]

[paged]

[ waaat ]

Was it a witch that had lived here or one you just... pulled from the cosmos?

[ how does magik work??? ]

[spellslots]

Lived and died here, she was in the astral plane. I couldn't get a lotta deets, just had to stick to a few questions or it, you know, might've killed me.

[Little elf brains aren't meant for conversations like that for too long.]

[paged]

[ There are so many questions with just that sentence alone. But she tries to stay focused on one key thing: ]

What did she die from?

[spellslots]

[shrug emoji]

I had five questions, pumpkin, I wasn't wasting one on that sorta shit. Probably old age?

[paged]

[ She breathes out a laugh at. ]

I didn't realize they have a limit to that sort of thing.

[spellslots]

Listen, I've seen a lot of shit and I'm pretty fucking powerful, but divination isn't my strong suit and screwing around with that sorta thing can be bad news.

[For himself, mostly.]

Keeping the spell short means people don't end up insane.

[paged]

[ She gives a more solemn nod at that, the amusement in her expression lessening significantly, ]

Understood.

We had mediums or psychics back on Earth who claimed to be able to talk to spirits and such. It never seemed all that convincing to me. But, considering you can turn someone into a bird, I'm more inclined to believe you can talk to ghosts.

[ And while it's been a lot to process, there's a comfort in knowing the people here aren't actually out to get them. ]

[spellslots]

We still get that shit, even with actual magic around. You'll always get frauds.

[And because he's used to people sort of struggling with the whole magic thing, even after hearing about it all, he offers:]

You wanna see some? Magic, I mean. Not ghosts, though I could do that too I guess.

[paged]

[ She holds up both hands at the mention of ghosts. ]

No. No ghosts. Please.

[ She's not ready for that level of astral planning. But as her arms fold back onto the table, ]

I wouldn't mind seeing some magic first hand, though.

[spellslots]

Let's start with something simple.

[Taako snaps his fingers and the air beside his cheek shimmers for a second, before a small mongoose appears perched on his shoulder. It chitters softly, curious, and Taako holds up a hand for it to climb onto.]

This is a familiar, it's sort of... not quite real, not quite an illusion? I can shape it however I want, and it follows basic instructions, telepathically.