Week 2, Thursday; Akira

[sylfied]

[ It sure is a strange evening, but it's not occurring to her that something's very, very wrong just yet-- because that sure is a familiar black cat with a bow cleaning herself on the sand and making muttered remarks on how disgusting this is. ]

Celine...?

[ well, if anyone could make it here, it would be Emma's magical cat, so this doesn't seem too impossible.

Sorry, Akira. ]

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[jokered]

[of course, akira is not that, nor does he see that.

but he's already had this happen to him with morgana, so—well, akira is quick to pick up on the fatc that something isn't right.]

Fie—

[though he kind of realizes he's not sure what to say here. not enough to go on yet—but he should try to snap her out of it.]

Come, sit for a second.

[sylfied]

[ It's hard to say whether she hears exactly what he says, or if the hallucination says something along the same lines-- because Fie does sit down, something like relief washing over her entire expression and finally making her look her age. ]

I'm glad... they didn't take away your ability to talk. You would've hated that, huh?

[jokered]

[wait... what.

even if it's nice to see fie relax a little—she seems a bit unfiltered...

she's treating him as celine? and. "ability to talk?"

suspect.

honestly, it's a situation he's not entirely sure how to approach, since it's kind of like he's not even there, in a sense.]

...Anyone would hate not being able to talk, right? [it's a sort of noncommittal response, before:] Listen, Fie...

[sylfied]

...? [ She'll just tilt her head inquisitively. ]

What is it?

[jokered]

Celine is what you're seeing right now?

[this is definitely awkward.] That's who I am?

[sylfied]

...

Hold on.

[ she's staring rather intently now. ]

[jokered]

Holding.

[...?

he's just watching with his head tilted to one side.]

[sylfied]

... That didn't happen, Akira. It was a joke.

[jokered]

A joke?

[eh...]

[sylfied]

Cats don't talk.

[jokered]

Or do they.

[he seems pretty certain they do.]

[sylfied]

... [ she's just going to stare at him weirdly. ]

[jokered]

Your expression changed.

[when she thought it was celine. he didn't miss that.]

[sylfied]

...

It was... nice, for a minute. Seeing someone familiar.

[jokered]

It doesn't change what you said, though.

[...]

For a second, it really was Celine, right? [a pause.] It happened to me too earlier.

...With Morgana.

[sylfied]

... You saw your cat?

[jokered]

It was only for a second, but... yeah.

[sylfied]

... So are people seeing things, or are people just seeing cats?

[jokered]

They're seeing other things too. We're just lucky cats, I guess.

[sylfied]

I'm not really sure I'd call it lucky.

[jokered]

It was... wordplay, kind of.

[sylfied]

...

Cats.

[ she gets it. ]

[jokered]

Lucky Cats, specifically.

[not just cats, fie.]

[sylfied]

That's a thing? I've heard about some cats being unlucky, but...

[ Explain, Akira-sensei. ]

[jokered]

Lucky Cats. They're a symbol of fortune where I come from—businesses put them near the entrance of their shops. They're supposed to "beckon" money and good fortune, or something like that.

You see them all the time, they're really famous.