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Day 27: Library
Libraries, he'd found, were rarely as dull as people made them out to be. Though he felt no magic in these tomes, they were still full of useful information. Maybe some of them could tell him a little bit more about this world he'd landed himself in.
For that matter, why hadn't he run into any of the others yet? They'd all been fairly close together when they'd left Rekord, but he hadn't seen a trace of any of them. He was able to communicate easily with the people here though, which led him to believe Mokona was within a mile or so. Unless the ones running this little game had some other way to let all these other-worldly people communicate amongst themselves. In which case, the others could be very far away indeed.
The library had that wonderful smell of old books, and Fai traced his fingers along the shelves, skimming titles and pulling books that struck his fancy. Dorothy and the Wizard in Oz, The War of the Worlds, and with a smile, he found Bram Stoker's Dracula as well. Raven had been telling the truth then, in spite of his own lies. Ought to be a good start. He sat leisurely at one of the tables and began flipping through his selections.
[waiting for Tamaki~]
For that matter, why hadn't he run into any of the others yet? They'd all been fairly close together when they'd left Rekord, but he hadn't seen a trace of any of them. He was able to communicate easily with the people here though, which led him to believe Mokona was within a mile or so. Unless the ones running this little game had some other way to let all these other-worldly people communicate amongst themselves. In which case, the others could be very far away indeed.
The library had that wonderful smell of old books, and Fai traced his fingers along the shelves, skimming titles and pulling books that struck his fancy. Dorothy and the Wizard in Oz, The War of the Worlds, and with a smile, he found Bram Stoker's Dracula as well. Raven had been telling the truth then, in spite of his own lies. Ought to be a good start. He sat leisurely at one of the tables and began flipping through his selections.
[waiting for Tamaki~]
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"How is he different?"
It would be terrible if the goddess were to be harmed by members of some darker version of her own pantheon. Homura's description of his amoral, dystopian heaven came disquietingly to her mind. Better that Amaterasu have the chance to voice any concerns she might have, and be aware of them.
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At that gentle prompting, the goddess sighed. How to put it? It was just a suspicion, a nagging feeling at the back of her mind... yet to her, it was a voice that she'd learned to trust, the instincts that had saved her life and many others besides. "He is... worn. He's a god of fire, but something's dampening that fire. And he never used to associate with demons before."
Amaterasu wasn't sure what she disliked more; how Kurikara had acted the night before, or that demon. If she saw him again, and Waka or Kurikara wasn't there to step between them, she was sure she'd purify him then and there.
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She could only hope that there was some kind of misunderstanding, that whatever entity Amaterasu detected had somehow registered as... unholier than it was. Could at least see reason and cooperate against their captors, as some of the other more unsavory beings here were...
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"There is," she affirmed, "at least one demon, and just as insolent as all the others had been. But Kurikara accepted him, stood up for him... I never thought he'd do that!"
The goddess growled as she spoke, suddenly pacing back and forth to help her thoughts. She hated staying in one place as it was, now she just wanted to move and do something. Either to talk with Kurikara, or with Byakko, or... or to purify that demon and be done with it! It was her divine duty to scatter darkness wherever it appeared, and that one had been as dark as she needed to know. But if Kurikara wanted to protect him, then what could be done?
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But she felt that she was walking a dangerous path. Gods and demons, creatures of absolutes... it would be easy for her to misstep around them. She believed deeply in the possibility of redemption, and that had the potential to both alienate Amaterasu, and leave her vulnerable to manipulation by this demon.
But humans were still all she really knew, so the best she could do was try to resolve this as she would between humans, and learn as she went along. And she did mean to try to resovle it. Whether or not this 'demon' was as bad as Amaterasu assumed it to be, she felt she should do something to aid the goddess, ease her confusion...
Betrayal was a painful thing.