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TDM 03
【 Hello, dearest guests. We hope you have been enjoying your time in the Golden Peacock and utilizing our many amenities.
Reception would like all guests to be aware that some new arrivals have been misplaced. Due to the nature of the resort, new arrivals may have been misplaced in unexpected locations. This includes your personal suites. We are very sorry for this inconvenience.
Please do not be alarmed if you come across a misplaced new arrival. We kindly request that any guests that find a misplaced new arrival escort them to the main hub, where we have arranged a central meetup where all new arrivals can claim their complimentary robes and welcome baskets.
All guests are invited to come mingle at the main hub and meet new arrivals. As always, we hope you have a pleasant day! 】
DEALER'S CHOICE
STEVE, WHERE DID YOU PUT THE NEW ARRIVALS?
The Golden Peacock has swept away the hues of winter and welcomed vibrant pops of color for a change of pace. Gone are the snow whites and cool golds. Vases of bright florals have been staged all throughout the general hubs and hallways. Statues have been cheekily decorated with bright clothes, such as charming hats and billowing dresses with cheerful prints. This peacock has cleaned up nicely, its brilliant feathers shaking with a warm palette to please the senses.
Staff are bustling during the decor turnover. While some diligent employees are steadfastly decorating the hallways with sprawling vines and spectacular blooms, others are darting back and forth in search of something. Or rather — someone. Several someones. Front reception is in an outright panic while flying over the phones and furiously slamming their hands on keyboards.
"Steve, I know you're new, but you can't just press any button that pops up on the computer screen! The new arrivals are supposed to go into temporary suites." Deborah, the head receptionist, sighs, "Now who knows where they are. I hope they're okay... I'm sure they're quite confused, wherever they wound up. Steve, stop crying. The house won't fire you for this. Probably. How's your resume looking?"
In the end, Steve didn't get fired. But he did get reassigned to trash duty.
FLORAL RIOT
A STRIKE OF COLOR
【 🌸🌸🌸 Come experience new floral delights! Prepare to be ravished by a symphony of color and aroma. Romance, love, and pleasure all await within corridors of beauty. 🌸 🌸 🌸 】
Days before the grand unveiling, the gardeners of the Cloud Dwelling Garden distribute flyers announcing that their special floral exhibition is now ready for guests to enjoy. Long-standing guests vibrate in anticipation, eagerly stomping around the gardens until the ribbon is cut and the newest resort amenity has been revealed. The gardeners make a point to approach new guests and encourage them to join in on the fun, explaining that the house likes to create a new floral experience for guests every few years or so.
Exhibition opening is set for mid-month. On the 15th precisely, the gardeners line up in front of the white sheet hiding the project, each taking a turn to bow and say a few short words about how grand and generous the house is for giving them such rewarding jobs.
The curtains fall away to a wall of shockingly bright florals. Guests ooh and aahh at not only the array of shades but at the luxurious meld of so many different kinds of flowers. Wisteria and roses, lilies and carnations. Lilacs, peonies, daisies, daffodils, sunflowers. More and more and more and more. The staff explain that this flower maze is perhaps their most intricate piece of work yet and that there is grand surprise waiting at the heart. Additionally, as part of the festivities, several prizes have been hidden around the maze at dead-ends. Long-standing guests clap and cheer before charging inside.
The flower maze will only last as long as the most fleeting flowers do. The flower maze will remain open to the public for several weeks, after which it will close for further remodeling.
"We'll be open again with another complex arrangement," one of the gardeners explains cheerfully. "A maze isn't fun once you've learned the layout. We'll open again after creating a whole new design for guests to enjoy. Maybe even some new flowers, too. A lot of the ones on the lawn got funky after guests came all over them..."
Days before the grand unveiling, the gardeners of the Cloud Dwelling Garden distribute flyers announcing that their special floral exhibition is now ready for guests to enjoy. Long-standing guests vibrate in anticipation, eagerly stomping around the gardens until the ribbon is cut and the newest resort amenity has been revealed. The gardeners make a point to approach new guests and encourage them to join in on the fun, explaining that the house likes to create a new floral experience for guests every few years or so.
Exhibition opening is set for mid-month. On the 15th precisely, the gardeners line up in front of the white sheet hiding the project, each taking a turn to bow and say a few short words about how grand and generous the house is for giving them such rewarding jobs.
The curtains fall away to a wall of shockingly bright florals. Guests ooh and aahh at not only the array of shades but at the luxurious meld of so many different kinds of flowers. Wisteria and roses, lilies and carnations. Lilacs, peonies, daisies, daffodils, sunflowers. More and more and more and more. The staff explain that this flower maze is perhaps their most intricate piece of work yet and that there is grand surprise waiting at the heart. Additionally, as part of the festivities, several prizes have been hidden around the maze at dead-ends. Long-standing guests clap and cheer before charging inside.
The flower maze will only last as long as the most fleeting flowers do. The flower maze will remain open to the public for several weeks, after which it will close for further remodeling.
"We'll be open again with another complex arrangement," one of the gardeners explains cheerfully. "A maze isn't fun once you've learned the layout. We'll open again after creating a whole new design for guests to enjoy. Maybe even some new flowers, too. A lot of the ones on the lawn got funky after guests came all over them..."
SMOKY NECTAR
DRIBBLE OF SWEETNESS
The conservatory is even busier than the gardens. Unlike the easygoing staff in the garden, employees in the conservatory are busy zooming to and fro with brooms while trying to get a handle on the unexpectedly huge amount of pollen. From flowers, from trees — so much pollen. The ground is coated and the air is thick. Several long-standing guests visiting the area have fallen into sneezing fits. Even with cleaning efforts to mitigate the build-up, the pollen becomes thicker as the weeks go on. Staff eventually give up on trying to sweep it away.
This pollen is not standard. Guests that inhale this pollen will begin to feel feverish and strange. Continued exposure to this pollen will heighten a desire for sex to the point of all-encompassing need. Orgasms become much more intense. Nipples are constantly hard. Guests may also be overwhelmed with the urge to "fertilize or become fertilized" — to aggressively deliver or receive cumshots. Gardeners soon realize that normal pollen has been tainted by the cross-breeding of their new spectacular fruits, resulting in an extremely potent sex pollen that affects people and animals. This sex pollen is stronger than any of the current aphrodisiacs in the resort, baffling the gardeners. They weren't even trying to make horny fruit!
The effects of the sex pollen will ease after a few days unless exposure is continued. Guests with too much exposure to the sex pollen may find themselves passing out from violently intense successive orgasms. Any guests found unconscious post-orgasm will be delivered to the Broken Wing clinic for recovery.
The sex pollen will fade out within a few weeks, when the new breeds of fruit have all been harvested and delivered to restaurants. The gardeners collectively agree to be more careful when engineering new breeds in the future. "I do think," reports one worker in the conservatory, "the house will be impressed that we've managed to engineer an even stronger aphrodisiac. Great things happen on accident!"
This pollen is not standard. Guests that inhale this pollen will begin to feel feverish and strange. Continued exposure to this pollen will heighten a desire for sex to the point of all-encompassing need. Orgasms become much more intense. Nipples are constantly hard. Guests may also be overwhelmed with the urge to "fertilize or become fertilized" — to aggressively deliver or receive cumshots. Gardeners soon realize that normal pollen has been tainted by the cross-breeding of their new spectacular fruits, resulting in an extremely potent sex pollen that affects people and animals. This sex pollen is stronger than any of the current aphrodisiacs in the resort, baffling the gardeners. They weren't even trying to make horny fruit!
The effects of the sex pollen will ease after a few days unless exposure is continued. Guests with too much exposure to the sex pollen may find themselves passing out from violently intense successive orgasms. Any guests found unconscious post-orgasm will be delivered to the Broken Wing clinic for recovery.
The sex pollen will fade out within a few weeks, when the new breeds of fruit have all been harvested and delivered to restaurants. The gardeners collectively agree to be more careful when engineering new breeds in the future. "I do think," reports one worker in the conservatory, "the house will be impressed that we've managed to engineer an even stronger aphrodisiac. Great things happen on accident!"
PETAL-STAINED LIPS
A BLOOMING DISEASE
👩🦰 "Hack hack, hack hack... what do you mean, 'please cover my mouth when I cough'? I'm a rank nine. Nine! You can't tell me what to do. Now, clean up this mess. I've been coughing up flower petals all day." 👩🦰
Wet, smudged petals scatter across the floors of the Peacock. The source is initially unclear, since the perfectly groomed flowers in their decorative vases are in perfect condition. Soon the number of guests coughing into their fists begins to rise and more soggy plants plague the hallways.
After the garden and conservatory unveil their Spring additions the clinic will begin to over-run with guests complaining of various symptoms. There aren't enough beds and there certainly aren't enough doctors and nurses to meet rising demand. Guests continue to visit the clinic complaining of some sort of flower cold while spitting up petals and leaves. Advanced cases involve a deeper spread of vines through the patient's body.
Though this illness manifests in many different ways, the head doctor in charge is quick to clock that it's the Blooming Disease working its way through the resort's population. Not an especially dangerous disease. More troublesome than anything and a mess to clean up. Luckily, there are extensive notes in their files about this particular disease and how to treat it.
The height of the disease will hit toward the end of the month. Thanks to the hard work of the doctors and nurses in the clinic, cases will begin to decrease as the days pile on, with the majority of the affected guests treated and sent on their way by the beginning of May. Activity in the clinic will begin to decline as patients fuck it out and cure the disease, with only a handful of scattered cases heading past the first week of May.
Wet, smudged petals scatter across the floors of the Peacock. The source is initially unclear, since the perfectly groomed flowers in their decorative vases are in perfect condition. Soon the number of guests coughing into their fists begins to rise and more soggy plants plague the hallways.
After the garden and conservatory unveil their Spring additions the clinic will begin to over-run with guests complaining of various symptoms. There aren't enough beds and there certainly aren't enough doctors and nurses to meet rising demand. Guests continue to visit the clinic complaining of some sort of flower cold while spitting up petals and leaves. Advanced cases involve a deeper spread of vines through the patient's body.
Though this illness manifests in many different ways, the head doctor in charge is quick to clock that it's the Blooming Disease working its way through the resort's population. Not an especially dangerous disease. More troublesome than anything and a mess to clean up. Luckily, there are extensive notes in their files about this particular disease and how to treat it.
The height of the disease will hit toward the end of the month. Thanks to the hard work of the doctors and nurses in the clinic, cases will begin to decrease as the days pile on, with the majority of the affected guests treated and sent on their way by the beginning of May. Activity in the clinic will begin to decline as patients fuck it out and cure the disease, with only a handful of scattered cases heading past the first week of May.
PROMPT NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Arrival, The Bathroom Button: Multiple versions of arrival are possible. Characters may be flushed down the toilet or tub to wake up in several different locations across the resort.
▶ Gardens, The Flower Maze: While players are welcome to imagine whatever they like in these chests, we do ask there be some limits. Characters should not find their special awesome sword or other personal items that were taken away by the resort upon arrival, for example. Items that would generally be available within resort stores or without regains are fine.
▶ Conservatory, General: While this location is currently being influenced by sex pollen, players that do not enjoy this kink may have their character immune to its effects. This will not affect engaging in the hanahaki prompt.
▶ Conservatory, The Orchard: Players are encouraged to get creative with effects from these fruits. While we've offered a couple suggestions, any of the affiliated suit's effects are available to tap into. For example, consumption of Orangeberry, aka the Diamonds fruit, can cause any Diamond-adjacent physical effects.
▶ Broken Wing Clinic: Players are allowed to get as delicate or grotesque with the presentation of the Blooming Disease as they’d like; you can even use this as an opportunity to engage in some vine-y bondage play. From the medical perspective, feel free to envision access to any sort of equipment you’d like, so long as it makes sense within a (sexy) clinical setting.
▶ Gardens, The Flower Maze: While players are welcome to imagine whatever they like in these chests, we do ask there be some limits. Characters should not find their special awesome sword or other personal items that were taken away by the resort upon arrival, for example. Items that would generally be available within resort stores or without regains are fine.
▶ Conservatory, General: While this location is currently being influenced by sex pollen, players that do not enjoy this kink may have their character immune to its effects. This will not affect engaging in the hanahaki prompt.
▶ Conservatory, The Orchard: Players are encouraged to get creative with effects from these fruits. While we've offered a couple suggestions, any of the affiliated suit's effects are available to tap into. For example, consumption of Orangeberry, aka the Diamonds fruit, can cause any Diamond-adjacent physical effects.
▶ Broken Wing Clinic: Players are allowed to get as delicate or grotesque with the presentation of the Blooming Disease as they’d like; you can even use this as an opportunity to engage in some vine-y bondage play. From the medical perspective, feel free to envision access to any sort of equipment you’d like, so long as it makes sense within a (sexy) clinical setting.
OOC NOTES
BLANKET CW: Altered States; Aphrodisiacs; Body Horror (potential); Dubcon; Illnesses; Medical Play; NSFW Language; Paranormal; Somnophilia; Sex Pollen; Sex Toys
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▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's April event.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Current characters posting to the TDM should note they are currently in-game in the subject line.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only.
▶ If you aren't satisfied with the prompts on this TDM please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort.
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game, the thread will not be applicable toward rewards as that character would not have a card value.
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
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Never, in all the years he's known Felix, has he stated Sylvain's situation so bluntly. Or ever let on that he'd seen him so clearly. It's always been about what Sylvain was doing wrong, but that wasn't that uncommon when everyone else was the same way. Which was warranted, Sylvain knew. He was an asshole. He deserved every measure of their disgust. ]
Are you sure you're feeling okay?
[ That... was probably not the response Felix was hoping for.
He shakes his head again, still looking utterly confused at this sudden vehemence on his behalf, not even sure where it was coming from. ]
It's because everyone's always wanted me for my Crest that I'm fine here. At least no one here is looking for forever. Or wants me to knock them up. Or trap me in some empty arrangement I'll never get to escape from. [ Grim fates, all of them, in his opinion. But his future has been a noose about his neck since the day he'd been born.
He shrugs, looking uncomfortable under the weight of Felix's all-too intent stare. ]
At least this is a game I can win. Sort of.
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[He feels that itch starting around his eyes now, but scowling harder stops it. He lets go of his arm and breaks eye contact again, focusing his glare on the flowers instead.]
[Trouble is, Felix doesn't have a solution for Sylvain. What Sylvain's doing might really be the best thing for him in such a tightly constructed situation. If winning affects how you live, then winning is survival. And it's true that at least what they want is less than going after him for his crest, his nobility, or out of spite. But the idea of pretending it's fine and normal makes him sick.]
...Alright... do what you want. But if I hear again out of your stupid mouth that this is fine for you, then I'm going to kill you.
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It means that he doesn't have to question the motives of everyone he meets quite so much. That he can maybe find people who are actually interested in being friends with him and not just the Heir of Gautier. Back home, he could still count that number on the fingers of one hand.
It's one of the reasons he's always shown those masks. It was safer that way. For everyone. ]
I'm more worried about how you're going to do here. [ He reaches out, tugging on a dark lock of hair. Eyeing it curiously now, because he's never seen Felix wear his hair like this. It's different, but he likes it. ] Did they give you a rank yet, or are you still a wildcard?
[ Changing the topic seemed like a wise idea right about now. ]
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I didn't ask you to worry about me.
[He's not done with Sylvain yet, but he lets him change topic, though he doesn't like this one either. So what if he has no experience and the only kiss he's ever had happened just a few minutes ago.]
And I don't have a rank.
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Well. That might make things complicated for you until they do. I heard there was some sort of arrival mixup this time and people didn't arrive where they were supposed to or something.
[ He actually hadn't heard the whole story, just a lot of complaining about some guy named Steve. ]
My quarters here are pretty small, but if you don't mind squishing a little, you can stay with me until they get you your own room. [ He pauses to give Felix a curious look before his lips twitch in an effort to bite back a laugh. Even though Felix probably wouldn't find it funny. But then again, Sylvain's always had an inappropriate sense of humor. ]
Your luck, you'll probably get one of the top floors or something.
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[He hadn't thought at all about where he would stay, but invading Sylvain's space sounds like a logical choice he might have made on his own anyway. Unless that's where Sylvain brings everyone he sleeps with. He sighs.]
...Sure. I'll stay with you. I suppose it's either that or going back to sleep right here until the next person trips over me.
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Meanwhile, I’m stuck in the basement in a room barely big enough to hold a single bed, but I’m pretty anonymous and I kind of like it that way. For now, anyway.
[ But he did have Plans. He was just taking his time and getting a better view of the board before he started making his moves. That and he already had people here he was keeping an eye on, and wanted to make sure they were looked after in the same way.
Glancing around this secluded little corner of the maze, he has to chuckle before he pushes to his feet and offers Felix a hand to help him up. ] Come on, lets get out of this place before a flower sneezes on us and I end up fucking you against the nearest solid surface. Or vice versa.
[ Three guesses on if that’s an exaggeration and the first two don’t count. ]
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I hope you're not serious. If you lose control of yourself from a flower, I'm knocking you out.
[He's still mixed up over that kiss. He's not prepared to hear that either one of them might try to fuck the other out of obligation or effect too. Not with Sylvain...]
Let's just get out of here. I don't care if there's one bed. I can take a chair or the floor.
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[ Sylvain informs him of this cheerfully, even though it's very much been a problem. Hell, the bed barely holds his frame as it is, but it should be wide enough that they can squeeze. They've slept in worse conditions.
Maybe? Actually he has no idea if Felix has, if he's been a Duke since he was 17. What did that mean for the war? For Dimitri? For them?
He bites back the questions, though, focusing instead on trying to catch Felix up on what he needs to know now, the knowledge on how to survive in this place. Or at least make the best of it. ]
I am, unfortunately, very very serious. The pollen here is pretty potent, especially since it's spring. It's been sending people into... well. Heat, basically. [ At least Felix missed the bunny event. He woulda been really mad then. ] But there's a lot in this place designed to... encourage us to play the game. Stuff in the food. The drinks. Hell in some of the places, I think they pump it into the air. So, uh. Don't be surprised if you suddenly find yourself unexpectedly aroused.
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[After listening to the pollen explanation, his expression turns sullen, as he wonders for a moment if he should be staying away from Sylvain, if they have the potential to target one another without actually meaning to. But the thought is dismissed quickly. The last thing he wants to do right now is leave him. And avoiding Sylvain might actually be the most genuinely hurtful thing he could do to him... didn't they promise to stick together until they die together? So he'll figure this out... maybe with Sylvain's help.]
So you're saying I'll want it anyway. ...But I haven't... actually slept with anyone before.
[Maybe Sylvain already knew that, maybe not. He hates bring it up, so much. But Sylvain's giving out advice and Sylvain IS the undisputed expert, and clearly Felix is going to need to adapt where sex is a means to get by and not so much a useless distraction.]
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That admission has his steps pausing shortly after starting again, shooting a surprised glance over at his friend.
Oh, he'd wondered, but that wasn't something Felix was ever interested in talking about. In fact, bringing it up usually derailed any conversation directly into an argument. Or worse. ]
Never?
[ Well. That made things... complicated. ]
Was there ever anyone... you wanted to?
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I... might have, I just...... it never mattered, I've never had a moment of time to breathe since becoming duke, general, and Dimitri's right hand, or have time to fool around and risk getting us killed over distractions and daydreaming...
[He's getting upset, and getting upset means getting angry.]
Forget it. I shouldn't have said anything.
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Hearing Felix stutter over that answer has him turning to face his friend, however, hands coming out to rest against his shoulders. A good half of that explanation raised a dozen new questions and inconsistencies in his mind, but he ignored those for right now to focus on the current crisis. ]
Hey. Look at me. You know I’m the last person who would judge, right? It’s not something to be ashamed of. But it also… presents a little bit of a complication now that you’re here. This place… it definitely prioritizes quantity over quality. Not that you can’t have both, but…
[ But abstaining wasn’t really an option here. Not without some pretty fucked up consequences. None of which he wanted to see Felix go through. ]
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Don't go for the belly, he will claw you.]Ugh. Why did I even begin to think I should get advice from you? You give the worst talks.
[He quiets for a moment. He's still there... a couple years back, he would have swatted Sylvain's hands away and walked off by now.]
I'm not ashamed of anything. I'm just... not built for this. I'm made for blood and battle. ...But with the war ended recently, there was going to be less of that anyway.
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what about your tail?Also he does not give the worst talks, you just don't like the same topics he does. Also you're very bad at talking in general, so he really doesn't think you're one to criticize here.
Even if Felix had made some very good points, ones that he couldn't really argue. Although he'd intended to try. At least until that last sentence comes out and Sylvain just. Freezes.
Blinks at him, mouth dropping open again. ]
....What do you mean, the war ended?
[ You can't just drop impossibilities like that on him out of nowhere, Felix! ]
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[Frustrated, he rubs the side of his head. Inconsistencies keep popping up, and he doesn't know what he should be doing about them.]
If we start comparing notes on the entire war, we're probably going to be standing here in the middle of toxic flowers for days.
[...He realizes, after a moment, that leaving it at that without spoiling the much-anticipated ending would be too mean even for him.]
...We succeeded, by the way.
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[ Luckily there's a stone bench nearby, but he does sink down on it. A hand scrapes over his face as he huffs out a deep breath, head spinning at the implications in those seemingly innocuous statements.
The war was over. There was an over. He didn't know if the same could be said for the memories he had of his home - or why none of them matched. He didn't know what time was doing back in his home, if it was still moving on without him or it was just....frozen there somehow. Neither was a good option, really. One would have him labelled a traitor and a coward for abandoning his prince and his friends on the eve of a crucial battle and the other... had him still having to step foot onto that battlefield when it was the last place he wanted to be.
People might think he was crazy, but so far? Staying here and not having to face either of those options was still his best bet. Even with as fucked up as this place was.
But Felix had answers - of a sort - and that has his head coming back up to narrow his gaze at his old friend. ]
And Dimitri? Ingrid? The Professor? We really drove the Empire back? Completely?
[ That had seemed so impossible, with all that had been arrayed against them. ]
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There's still some straggling forces in the south to mop up, but the empire has lost all of its key leaders and strategists. It's done for. And I don't know which professor you're talking about, but Dimitri and Ingrid are fine.
[Which professor is worth the extra mention of concern? Professor Jeritza was hardly around, only Mercedes was looking out for him. Felix frowns, already feeling a discrepancy coming up.]
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Our Professor? The only reason we were even doing as well as we were in that war? Byleth, Felix.
[ Surely their own worlds could not be so different as that? ]
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That sounds like a joke. I can't begin to imagine The Ashen Demon as a professor. Our professor at the academy was Jeritza, for the short time we were there.
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I... what? Jeritza? [ Was that guy still even alive? He'd barely paid him any mind, even when they had been back at the Academy. ] And we were there for almost a year, Felix. That wasn't really a short time.
[ It had certainly been more than enough time for Byleth to make an impression on all of them. Even Felix. ]
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[He sinks his fingers into his hair at the side of his head.]
Sylvain, what is this supposed to mean? From what I remember, the academy was closed just a few months into classes. But Dimitri and I dropped out even sooner.
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It was only once Edelgard revealed herself to be the Flame Emperor and outright attacked the Monastery that things were closed. And then, everyone thought Dimitri and the Professor were dead, and you and I had our hands full keeping the Empire out of the North. We definitely we weren't winning - more like delaying the inevitable. Not until we all met up after those five years, like we all promised, and learned that neither Dimitri or the Professor were dead. That's when the tides of the war started to shift.
[ Because he hadn't left Felix's side through all of that. It had been Dimitri they'd thought lost to them, all that time. He doesn't understand why Felix apparently came from a place where everything was so different. What had changed? ]
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Sounds like a different war with the Empire.
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Different how? How did it happen for you?
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