So, you're dead. Shame, that.
But on the other hand, it's actually kind of nice.
When you "wake" in some odd version of it, you'll find yourself lying on a rather plush bed. It's cozy and warm and just soft enough to tempt anyone back into sleep. The room is equally nice, if small, and when you turn and open the curtains to look out the window, you will see... wait, is that the town?
It is, actually. The town is laid out quite simply across the window and no matter how many times you may bang or wave through the window, no one seems to notice you. If you're smart enough to give up the venture and leave the small bedroom, you will notice that, of course, you are on the train.
The train that, is actually pretty fancy.
Moving through it, past the sleeping cabins and through to the main carts, you will find a dining car with fine dishware and meals of all kinds made at a push of a button or a request given to the air. They'll appear, freshly made and ready to eat at the table of your choice with any drink you could want. There truly doesn't seem to be any limits when it comes to the luxury of the meal.
There is also a bathhouse car with private bathrooms and saunas to fit up to four. Even one rather large room containing a small pool/hot tub of sorts is available for just about anyone to take a dip. It's kind of outlandish, honestly.
Then the lounge car, with its library and plush armchairs and couches. A pool table, a darts board, even a small area dedicated to painting. There's a bar too, fully stocked and ready for anyone who needs a drink. All it would require is a request from the bartender who... looks surprisingly familiar?
The Sheriff is there, much cleaner cut than his counterpart outside of the train. He looks up mildly at any arrivals, giving them a nod of greeting before going back to organizing bottles or setting cigars out for a smoke. He doesn't seem to be surprised at all by anyone who appears. Just... ready to serve them, whatever they may wish.
It all sort of seems okay for a moment, until you realize you're just here to wait for the game to end. Awkward. |
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sheriffexe) wrote2017-01-13 11:14 am
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You lasted quite some time, Xion. Well done.
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[ hope you're ready to catch a 15 year old girl because
she is throwing herself at him in a very tight hug. ]
I'm sorry! I couldn't keep your watch safe...
[ this is what she cares about, yes. she's also crying, sorry. ]
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It's just a watch, it's nothing to worry about. I'm sure I can get a new one once I'm home.
[Feel free to let him go anytime. He's willing to sit nearby and talk, but sitting is awkward when one has someone clinging to him, hahaha]
I hope whoever took your life had the decency to not make you suffer.
[He sounds rather serious about it]
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I know, but ... I left some letters. I hope someone will be able to take care of it for me.
[ That statement gets an ... uncertain frown, but in the end, she nods. ] He kind of ... went out of his way. He drugged me first. I don't actually know what happened after I fell asleep, so I'm not sure how I died. I just know who did it.
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[He's the one who knows everyone has to die, and drugging before killing is rather merciful. It'd fit him]
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[ Softly. ]
... we were talking in the kitchen. I made cocoa for us. He ... must have drugged my drink when I wasn't looking, I guess. While I was falling asleep, he told me ... that he wanted me to rest.
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[Tarvek doesn't say it, but he is thankful Barnham decided to spare Xion from the rest of the game. She has gone through enough pain already]
Besides, this should give you some time to think what you'll request to the Sheriff as a reward.
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[ ... ]
As for my reward, I ... really don't know. Will I really get one...? I never really ... did anything. I didn't have a role, Tarvek. And I never killed anyone.
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[Tarvek sounds rather excited! It still sounds too good to be true, but he's letting himself have some hope it's exactly as good as it sounds]
You can ask to change anything you want and it'll happen. There must be something you'd like to change, isn't there?
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then looks down at her feet, seemingly at a loss for words. ]
... of -- of course there is. [ ... ] I guess I just ... have to remind myself that it's okay to want something.
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It's okay to be selfish once in a while. This is one of those times.
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I can't help thinking I don't deserve something this important. [ hugs herself loosely. ] Like ... it should go to someone who deserves it more. Especially with how much I messed up.
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[...besides...]
And we won't remember anything of this once we return home, unless you ask the Sheriff to leave your memories intact.
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What he says after that surprises her. She stares at him, blinking. ]
We ... we can forget ... all of it?
[ Blinks a few times, then directs her gaze to the floor. ]
But ... what if you request to go to a world that isn't yours? Would you just ... not have any idea why you were there?
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[Especially with the reward. But if Xion was wondering that, then...]
Are you considering seriously to not return to your world?
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I'm dead, Tarvek. [ Soft and just a little sad. ] My last memory is of dying. Even if I could go back to my world and keep living... the people I was running away from would hunt me forever. I'd put anyone I was with at risk. I just ... I'm not sure if's a good idea.
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Does Riku know you don't want to return to your world?
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I ... I need to talk to him about it, still. I ... I feel like he'll support me, but ... I still don't really know what to do. I guess we'll have to figure it out together.
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[...]
It'd be good if it is a world you can live in without worrying about fighting or strange cataclysms happening. Someone here must come from a world like that.
[Yuna, maybe? She's...strikingly normal, in Tarvek's opinion]
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I don't mind fighting. [ With a crooked, tired smile. ] It's all I really know, after all. If that was something I had to keep doing, at least I could feel useful, as long as I got all my powers back.
[ ....... ]
What's your world like, Tarvek? I never really asked you about it that much before, and I should have.
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[Ah, his world. Tarvek smiles a bit, he's fond of his world]
It's a very chaotic world. Sparks rule it all -- oh, right. Sparks are what some would call 'mad scientists'. Sparks can do anything you can imagine, all thanks to the power of science! We can warp the laws of reality, create the most useful and magnificent clanks, improve what already exists, turn everything upside-down and enjoy every single moment of it!
[His voice turns a bit different when talking about that all. Tarvek can be rather mild and can keep most of the craziest traits of sparkiness under control, but he loves science and talking about it makes him happy. He soon returns to his normal tone, though]
Sparks are the most influential people there are. They can gather towns around their castles and lairs, filled with people loyal to them. Many sparks are content with staying where they are and spending their days in their work, but there are others who want more. Those who are ambitious expand their territories further away, and many towns and cities submit to them to not to suffer the consequences of their madness. That's what makes everything chaotic, many powerful people with resources and science competing with each other.
It's rather difficult to find a place where you can live a calm and boring life.
[Tarvek chuckles, cleaning his glasses]
Sorry, I didn't intend to ramble like that.
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Far from seeming bothered, Xion looks ... interested, at least if the look of quiet wonder on her face is anything to go by.
It's nice, in a way, to hear someone so excited - about something. Anything, really. Especially home.
In the end, she just kind of laughs. ]
It sounds like you don't want a calm and boring life, so maybe that's for the best, huh?
[ A beat, and she tilts her head. ]
Are you a Spark?
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[And he's not exaggerating, that's for sure]
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[ astonished. quietly, she wonders if he could build something like her. ]
That's amazing. Do you have, like, a whole army of clanks back home?
[ look she dunno how mad scientists do
she only knew one, for like a week, and he was the worst. ]
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[Well he does have several war clanks, but it isn't like Tarvek or anyone directly under his command uses them. Those clanks were under his father's comrades' command, mostly]
My work was more refined than that. The last clank I had the time to work on was a rather complicated and delicate dancing clank.
[Tarvek trusts Xion, but he's still rather unwilling of divulging most of his actions back at home, like what really was the last project he had worked on]