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[twitchyswordhand]

Who: Owain and Lucina.
Where: Libra Ward, right outside of their place, moving on from there.
When: The 17th of May.
Summary: After doing the obligatory settling in, getting their bearings straight, wondering where certain people are schtick, the two cousins settle down to discuss very important things like the fact their family tree is weird and alternate dimensions are weird and everything's weird and everything hurts.
Warnings: Awkward.

"So..." Owain said, drawing out the sound as he did so and wishing that there was some distraction to...well, distract.

But there was none. They were outside. The sun was shining as best as it could from behind a veil of clouds. (And, if circumstances were different he'd come up with a poetic descriptor for them, like how they were cursed or whatever: circumstances were not.) The others were other places. There was no Risen, and while he was happy at not having to fight them...for once...it would be nice to have something to delay this conversation.

There was none. And so he (sort of) pressed ahead. "About Morgan."

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[twitchyswordhand]

"And donut shields." Did they even have donuts from back when they came from? Well, if not, then he said some Ylissean pastry which was similar in composition and style to donuts. "Except with the middle filled in." He gestured, indicating where it would be strapped to their arm. "And Laurent could cast pie, elpie, and arcpie instead of his normal spells."

[heritors]

"Bread stick lances? Perhaps even armor made out of gingerbread..." It wasn't exactly an important conversation that would decide their future actions, but it was fun. Being away from the war - and in a much less dire setting - could allow for a bit of distraction, right?

Unfortunately, all this had them pay less attention to where they were going, and more to the actual conversation. Which ended up having them slowly enter the Cancer district.

"... Er-" Give Lucina a moment to stare the sheer amount of technology. "Have you been here yet?"

[twitchyswordhand]

Oh, did Lucina say something? Owain was busy being distracted by the technology around them.

His wasn't the deft technical mind of Laurent or his mom, and he really didn't care a lot about how things worked beyond them working and that was fine. But still, even he could appreciate the metal thing...man...person over there. (It wasn't an elaborate robot that would fight Persona in the 13th hour, but it was still pretty cool. It moved and glowed.)

"Hey, Lucina!" Oh wait, she was over there a ways while he was being distracted by the thing. Closing the distance and...done. "Lucina, have you been here?" Because it was really relevant to ask. The natural first question. Totally on top of this. Tot-

...what, what did he say?

[heritors]

She waited for an answer - but none came, and she expected it was for the same reason it took her so long to ask the question in the first place. She considered calling out to Owain again, but maybe she should wait so that both of them could be paying attention. If that ever happened here.

So she took this opportunity to look at all the technology, while trying to remember that she needed to stay close to Owain so that neither of them would get lost. Mostly though, she was having a hard time guessing what half of these things were supposed to do.

"--- Yes?" Once again, it took a minute, but she did end up answering. "Er... No." She looked at him quizzically, but that soon turned to amusement. "Have you?"

[twitchyswordhand]

"First time! After the first day I didn't really look around too much."

He wouldn't know the cultural reference, but if he had at this point he'd be overwhelmed with the urge to casually highfive Ariel the next time he saw her. He thought he had traveled the world...worlds? Multiple points in time. And saw a lot. But now? Now he was bedazzled by technology. (Sadly, this would later lead to a brief addiction with some platformer in the arcade, but that was later.) "Hey, you know who I wish was here?" Pause. "Brady."

[heritors]

Lucina hummed back in response, eyes still flitting around the district rather than staying in one spot. There was just so much to see - and none of it seemed to stay the same for longer than a couple of seconds, which meant that everything kept changing. How did people not stop and stare at all of this?

But. She had to focus. Even if it was just a casual conversation. It was only proper to pay attention.

"... Brady?" Another pause, then a smile. "I do, too. Although I admit that I wish everyone was here."

[twitchyswordhand]

And 'lo, for they continued onward down their chosen path, gossiping 'pon allies of old whilst gazing upon various bits of machinery and gadgetry for which they had little name! They had many an adventure as they stomped upon arrows and ate cake, and were menaced by the vile fiend known as a roomba, an incident for which there are no words. Nay, no words but much shame.

Twas a long and epic journey, one fit for the bards to sing about in the future. NPCs would aspire to their heights. Decades hence, small children would turn to their mothers and say, "Mother, might I have a roomba so I can reenact the adventures of the scions of Naga?"

But that was hence, and not now. Now they just wandered.