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Day 65: Arts & Crafts Room (Fourth Shift)
Seishin didn't have the opportunity to visit the arts and crafts room before, but handicraft wasn't something the former priest had ever been particularly skilled at. He would have been content with remaining in the library, but the nurse insisted that he'd pursue a more social activity than something so isolating as reading a book. Pushing one's own ideas of what was good for them onto others was not something limited to just Sotoba, he guessed, and in the end Seishin had little choice but to quietly follow along.
The room was still empty when Seishin entered, leaving him with little else to do but eying the materials with relative uncertainty.
[Dr. Facilier]
The room was still empty when Seishin entered, leaving him with little else to do but eying the materials with relative uncertainty.
[Dr. Facilier]
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Speaking of said items, Facilier glanced down at his bundle of supplies and casually shrugged with a soft chuckle. "Well, it is more of the craft of my work than just plain artistry..." Facilier answered with a hint of pride. "It's been the tool of the trade for me for years. I suppose I can't help but work with it despite the current circumstances..."
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Facilier-san appeared different, and Seishin couldn't help but wonder what sort of profession the tall man pursued. "Tool of the trade, was it? I can imagine this must be quite a few steps back, then," he offered, "If you pardon me asking, what sort of work were you doing before arriving here?"
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Facilier stepped away from the supply drawers, gesturing to Seishin to follow suit and deposited his materials on the closest table. Picking through his small pile of items, he continued his causal explanation of his magic with the same vocal ease as a regular craftsman proudly describing his work. "The rest dealt with both earthly and unearthly sides of magic. Stuff like potions, charms and communing with some friendly folk from the Other Side..."
Despite how outrageous or exotic it all may have sounded to Seishin, Facilier gave another casual gesture of his hand, not bothering to look up from his materials as he added, "Y'know, regular magical things like that."
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Fortunately, despite formerly being a priest Seishin knew that it was not his place to judge. His life had already began edging away from relative 'normalcy' even before he awoke in Landel's Institute, which somehow made the Facilier-san's story not as outrageous as one might have initially thought. Exotic, yes, but not completely impossible.
Moreover, Seishin had always possessed an interest for the occult.
"I can't say I'm familiar with the practice," he admitted, his features displaying a mild yet polite interest. Fortunately, he knew quite well how to mask his thought processes from most people -- he did not want to be rude to the tall man, after all.
"Nonetheless, it does sound interesting," he added, genuinely. The man seemed rather enthusiastic in his explanation, and Seishin would hardly want to interrupt him needlessly.
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With his felt, scissors, thread and buttons arranged on the table, Facilier pulled up a chair and sat down before his work. "I thought the ignorance of the masses restricted my powers, and other things," he said as he began cutting out his first piece of fabric. "But this here Landel's has taken the whole proverbial cake and then some! I'm just doing my best to pick up the shattered pieces of my craft, even if it means working with materials meant for school children..."
With one square cut of fabric done, Facilier gave Seishin a brief glance before he trimmed up some more felt for his gris-gris. "Did y'all have any sort of magic back in your home world?"
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"...Not that I know of," he answered to the question. Shiki did not quite fit into the category of anything 'magical', or at least not how Facilier-san must have meant it. Even if it did, talking about those who had risen from their graves did not seem to be the best course of action to take.
"But I suppose one can never know what is out there..." he added. After all, he hadn't known about the Shiki last year, had he? Who knew what else could be roaming the world?