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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2017 10:11 pm
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The door swung open. "Come in, Detective Kuroda," called Liam Noor, with a beckoning hand wave. "I can't imagine what this might be about, but I'll try to be of help."
As Shun stepped into the room, he was met by Liam's cool, green gaze, which swept over him like a high-tech security scanner. He was dressed for summer, despite the formal setting, in a light-colored button up and stylish linen pants, and seated at his desk with his laptop in front of him.
"My daughter hasn't caused any trouble, has she?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2017 8:53 am
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Liam nodded approvingly as Shun sat, clearly more at ease with this new dynamic. He folded his hands on the desk before him. "We knew there were other worlds besides our own," he explained. "Other versions of you and me. Places where magic worked differently. Places where things had gone wrong, where time was twisted back on itself, stagnating with no hope of reprieve. We knew about them the way an astronomer knows about a planet orbiting a distant star - that it is there, that we can see the effects of its mass and its gravity, but that we are unsure of anything else about it."
He paused, and then raised his hands, fanning his fingers out demonstratively. "We carved enchantments. Wards. Things meant to protect our world from the disasters of others. And Ascencion... Ascencion is the keystone in our work. Hers is the magic that holds it all together. A child of our blood and our bodies and our souls with the combined magical potential of all her lost sisters."
He quieted for a moment, hands lowering.
"That last part was unintentional. If it would have worked the first time, of course we would have preferred that."
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2017 9:04 pm
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"Well," said Liam, and paused lips pursed. "You see."
He pressed an index finger to the top of his closed laptop. "There was never meant to be multiple versions of Ascencion. Your version, so to speak, should never have existed. Our goal was to create a singular entity. A child who would be unique to our universe. And instead, we created a ripple. Our Ascencion was born in September of 1902, under the light of the blue moon - and yours came about as an aftershock. No one made any effort to create her and, in my understanding, she became somewhat feral as a result."
He sighed. "Still, the two were likely linked on the quantum level - likely how our universes were able to collide. I can't say if the same thing is likely to happen again or not. Your universe was the unstable one, and now it has infected ours."
"If I were you," said Liam, "I would focus my energy on breaking the last vestiges of the cage that poisoned your universe, or else the results will be disastrous."
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2017 6:00 am
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"Feral is... one way of putting it," he murmured, recalling the way Ascension had been at the end. Not to mention hearing some of Jeremiah's experiences with Sunny. But if this were the case, then she didn't quite come about as the result of the cage, as they originally thought.
If the Liam of this world was involved with Sunny's death at all, this also did give a motive.
"Yes. We are running low on time as far as that goes. I do not think any of us want to still be caught in a cycle, or have something worse happen. We know what they are, it is a matter of finding them and dealing with them."
The grimoire, the ring, the bird fed dirt and blood, crossroads dirt, and Sunny.
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