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[shoves against his shoulder at the first part, but]

Hm... Let's go to my room. I don't know if we have an actual board, but I can at least put these on plates.

It's fine, we're teenage boys it's literally perfectly appropriate we do not have fancy tableware.

[ But he nods, shifting slightly to hold the drinks but - ] Do you need more help carrying it? I might be able to hold like one thing.

I think I got it! One plate and cup for me, one of each for you. I just might need your help opening the door when we get there.

Heard.

[ and by now he knows where gingham's room is in sun sign so he will in fact move there to open the door. pauses for half a second and then closes it before glancing around. ]

Floor party? You'd think they'd give us tables and chairs, maybe we should steal some from the lounge.

[ no. ]

I'm down for either a floor party or borrowing from the lounge! Sorry, I didn't think it might not be very comfortable.

Don't apologize, I was making a joke.

[ He's already sitting down and tapping the floor!! Like this is his room and not Ginghams, come sit down. ]

More of a commentary of how it's hard to get comfy around here.

[takes a seat!]

So... Where do we wanna start?

That's up to you.

Are you feeling vision-y? Are do you wanna talk about your other weird thing?

[ he's going to steal off the plate while he says that, ty ]

Maybe the visions first and then the fire thing?

[ opens mouth ]

[ closes mouth ]

[ the fire thing sure is a way to describe it because now he's ??? scrutinizing gingham's appearance to look for any immediate signs of fire related left-overs but. after a moment nods. ]

Visions first it is, then. But I am so not letting you forget about the second part of that sentence.

—Oh, no, it wasn't like, a bad kind.

[...]

Actually maybe now we should start with that because I didn't mean to sound ominous but I'm realizing I probably did.

I mean you -

Don't look burned? But around here that can mean anything and I don't think you'd just say i tlike that if something bad happens but it... yeah, it sure sounds ominous.

I didn't get hurt at all, promise.

Let's see... So I went into a room in our cabin, but for some reason the room had a path of stars leading up to it where it hadn't before. And when I went in, the path looked like it was going up into the clouds, so I started following it.

Following so far?

[ ... ]

I'm following. But I am also insanely confused about how a room goes to the clouds.

Me too! But it did and I've decided not to think about the physics involved.

So I kept going and this little ball of light was kind of flying around me and then went off in front of me, so I followed after it... But I had this weird sense I was being watched while I did? By the stars, maybe. And it seemed like whoever or whatever was watching was talking, but whenever I tried to talk to them, they just went quiet.

[ fair point you think the witch would also just answer magick but pfft ]

Did you manage to find a way to talk with them?

Nah. The light thing - maybe light person, we'll get to that in a second - stopped in front of me like they were waiting, so I went forward and got to this patch of grass? In the clouds.

[ light person... ]

Grass in clouds. Okay, did it at least match aesthetically? I guess it had to be significant in some way to be tehre.

The grass was almost, like, see through... So I guess that matches clouds, sure. And there were these eight towers also made of light, surrounding a bonfire.

Eight towers of light doesn't sound like a coincidence.

[ He thinks about the showmaster's explanation and the statements of there must always be 8 families, anyway, ] Was there something special about the bonfire?

Kind of, but I'll get there in a second.

So - talking to whoever was watching early didn't work, but I tried to talk to the light, and it started leading me to this big table with a bunch of food. We worked out this thing where it would roll over once for yes and two for no, and I asked if the food was safe since they were leading me to it, and they said yes. I figured it was a sign to eat some, so I took some of the fruit, and - it gave me a really nice feeling. I don't know how to describe it.

[ It's a good thing that they're alike in the Stupidest ways because whatever instict he has to be sus is like.... Nah, following a weird sentient floating light is legit. What could go wrong. ]

[ So he nods, like this is a perfectly reasonable thing to have done and not potential poison. ]

It sounds like it was a friend.

Yeah! They seemed really nice.

So after that I went back to the towers of light, and I got the idea that they were sentient but didn't want to talk. Touching them felt, like - for whatever reason, I could tell they were really powerful.

[ hmmmm........ thought to consider there. ]

So. If you were able to talk to them it's a "not yet" kind of thing at best.

Yeah. Since the fruit made me feel really happy I picked some of it up and dropped it into one of them, but it just made them all go to the table, not to talk to me.

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