Ok im super nervous typing this so please ignore any typos my hands are like hfahjsgshsjkkkiyioughoughh
Ok so! I've been lurking an looking at the Swap Au with Narry an the. Director an I just love it lots im probably! Gonna draw some thing for you but uhm. So this is kinda. I've been thinking about the Player!
In this Au it doesn't make much sense for there to be a player but I've been thinking an. So you know how the Director is obviously uhm! Has more power than humans and such, in the. Office way but can't directly controll Narry, maybe there's something that can! The Player obviously. Again it doesn't make much sense? In the context of your au but I just can't get it out of my . Brain. Rotating it .
So how would. They Player interact through Narry an what would. How would the Director feel?? Probably not good haha. Also maybe Players are a sort of. So there's the Director an Curator (Im so sorry I can't remember the au name ough) and probably a lot of other beings like them, so maybe the Player is . Also something they're aware of? At least to some degree? Like the Player (s) are a type of . Being that comes an goes an can be unpredictable! Like youre not sure if a Player would. How would you know until it's to late?
Maybe Players are a sort of. Hmm traveler type things? They find a "story" they find interesting an take control of the "main character" , in this case Narry. It could be that in this au Players are more like! Curious beings but definitely detached? Like they either don't know or don't care that theyv taken over an actual person.
And maybe it depends on what type of Player is in control! Like there could be a Player that's just. That messes with things an doesn't listen to the Director at all on purpose. What about a Player that's looking for all the "endings"? Or looking for secrets?? Or a Player that just genuinely wants to explore the story? AAGAHG there's so so many different things!
And what about Narry?? Like somethings else is currently piloting his body an he can only watch. Maybe it's a sort of ! Out of body experience? He's just a passenger an its more like. Everything feels like he's underwater n he can't focus on one thing really. But if he can then that's absolutely terrifying !! Plus there'd be no "dialog options" so it's not like Narry , or the Player, can communicate with the Director
And for the Director, who's trying to help Narry with his perfectionism an other things, this is a super huge road block!!! Especially because the Director actually cares about Narry an is probably worried about him. Like I assume the Director knows what a Player is but maybe . Like it's. You never know how to exactly deal with a Player? You can't get rid of them exactly, they have to. Get the experience they want an then leave or maybe they can get bored an "log off" so to speak?
Ok sorry for! Rambling I am. So nervous but I hope this was an interesting idea? Like I said for the. Past few days I hsve been. Rotating this in. My brain. Your Swap Au is so cool I have. Ough!! Anyway uhm. If you do wanna hear more or. Something that'd be nice? If you'd wsnt!! Ok byeA! An thanks for the! Really awesome Au !
An since this was so long uhm, here's a pic of my cat as! Uhm. She's soft
okay so there's a lot going on in this ask, so I'll try to answer what I think you're asking
1) you're right in that narrys parabke would not work as a video game. I always imagined it as a TV series or a movie. However, if there was a player like entity... Perhaps it would just act as a... Like... Opposite to a storyteller?
2) they possess people and "tell stories" with their lives, but of course, the person who's being possessed didn't fucking consent to that. Or they take away the story experience from the vessel.
3) they could be called players, or maybe storysnatchers... Maybe they're like those cockroach mfs on infinity train where if you get too far out... Uh oh.
4) narry getting possessed by one is very obvious. He stops talking. Immediately, director knows what's happening and gets the entertainer. the entertainer I think would be the best for getting rid of these guys bc 432 can fucking mess w the code so... Y'know. Maybe entertainers got some experience.
5) they're like pests you gotta yank outta the vessel. I imagine the storysnatchers look like black goopy hearts with tendrils that allow them to slink around and slip into cracks
* also yeah. Abt them getting bored. That's another way to rebid of them I'd just put the vessel in a boring or annoying room
6) anyways yeah! That's what I came up w. I hope this is what u were asking? Unless u were asking me permission to tell ME abt UR ideas which is also veryyyy welcome!!! I'd love to hear em
I don't think I'll make this canon. But its a cool idea.
7) :) Hehe kitty. Fluffy.
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You’re going to be okay pt. 2
Summary: Reader and Emily meet as ghosts in a hospital after a case
Pairings: Reader x Emily Prentiss (not pronoun specific)
Prompt: Reader and Emily as ghosts haunting the same place (School, hospital, house, whatever). Reader has been dead for a few years and helps Emily deal. They end up liking each other and maybe have ghost fun all over the place. ;)
Warnings: Cursing | sexual references | death
Word Count: 3k
Masterlist
Part One
"Mmm, I don't think this is the best idea Em." You hum while chewing on your thumb, a nasty habit you picked up in Elementary school.
"Come on it'll be fun. Let loose a bit Angel." A nickname Emily gave you, it started as more of a joke but over time it stuck. She hardly ever calls you by your actual name. In reality, you're actually okay with the name, it shows that she feels comfortable around you and you think it's flattering. Its as if your her savior or something, but not in a cult leader-god complex fashion. You took care of her for months while also teaching her everything and anything you can about the spirit world. Emily is suspiciously good at her job, she takes the kids and elderly, you take everything in between. There's something poetic about being good with both elders and babies, the beginning of life, and the end. You're better with teens because you died younger than Emily did and can relate to the trauma of an early, unfinished death. Adults can usually figure it out on their own but it's nice to have a hand to hold as someone to fill in the blanks.
Emily had never seen someone go into the darkness until a few weeks ago; you always managed to keep her away from it. You were making sure a man who sold laced drugs to teens got to the place he was meant to be. At first, he seemed to have a kind heart so when he confessed his crimes you were shocked, to say the least. He'd mix different over the counters and cheap street knockoffs in order to make more for less. Then he would sell them to the local high school kids but use the money to take care of his mom, grandma, and the local community center. Its an ethical gray area, that's for sure, but I guess you could say he meant well. Luckily none of the teens who bought drugs from him died, but that doesn't excuse what he did. During this whole fiasco, Emily was supposed to be taking an older woman to the garden before her transitioning; unknowingly to you she was around the corner listening in. When you were taking him you didn't notice her until he was gone. There was more curiosity on her face than fear so you tried to give her the bare minimum amount of information. The Agent was damn stubborn, she'd never let you off the hook with something unless you gave her information in exchange. Your arrangement was beneficial to both of you, in a way you liked teasing Emily and she liked pulling the information out of you. It reminded her of her work in the FBI. It also kept you from having to tell her everything you knew and kept things interesting between you two.
"No Emily." You tell her, you hate saying 'no' to her because she looks absolutely adorable when she fakes a pout.
"Emily Prentiss does not pout." Even while saying that she looks like she's pouting. She defends herself after being told 'no' when she asked you to teach her Thermokinesis. (To control the temperature of the physical world.) Gotta love her.
Though eventually, you did teach her, that is beside the point. Wait no let's go back to that, why didn't anyone warn me about how convincing this woman can be? She can talk me into almost anything and I'd comply happily. If she wasn't so drop-dead gorgeous maybe I could resist her. I bet unsubs were scared shitless of her. Your thoughts are interrupted by a nudge at your side. Oh not this again... "Emily I swear to-" you can't even get the words out through her incessant tickling. "Stop!" you laugh loudly while she continues her ministrations. "Okay- Em- okay we can do it!" She lets you go but you both continue laughing. "Only if you promise not to get carried away."
She puts her hand on her heart and says sincerely, "I promise." Then her seriousness switches back to playfulness. "Now come on," she grabs your hand and starts dragging you to roof. "I understand your reasoning behind not letting me do this very often but I wanted to show you what I've taught myself."
When you get to the roof there’s an empty space with X’s on the everywhere made out of pens and pencils. “I like what you’ve done with the place.”
“As you may know, I’m not very good at Object Manipulation. Yet!” She stands between a blue pen and a red one while you sit on a random electrical box. You immediately jump up when you feel a jilt underneath. Gotta stop sitting near that stuff. I’m the person who helps the dead, not the one that kills them. Emily used to make the mistake of getting too close to patient monitors, making them flat line or speed up. It freaked the new nurses out but they checked on the patients and chopped it up to being outdated. When a ghost is present, nearby electronics tend to act up. I guess Emily didn’t get the memo in Ghost School. To be fair I am not the most qualified teacher. “Are you okay?” she goes to check on you but you wave her off.
“I’m fine, just uncomfortable,” you say while rubbing her backside.
“Come here,” she beacons “I can make it feel better.” Her devious smile comes out to play, easily drawing you towards her. She wraps her arms around your waist and pulls you flush against her. Her hands slowly trail down your back but before they can reach your ass she’s gone. The warmth and tingly feeling is gone. “Miss me already?” you whip around to see her standing on one of the Exes. Her smile is cocky as hell to say the least.“That was impressive, I’ll admit.” you stride to her but she teleports again. “Oh come on Angel, you walked right into that one.” She says from above you. Now she’s standing on top of the entrance, a level above where you’re standing.
“Very amusing Agent,” You flash right in front of her, startling her in the process. You quickly wrap an arm around her so she doesn’t fall. “But I can do better.” She stares into your eyes like she wants to say something.
“Prove it.” She challenges. You lean down to barely graze her lips, before you meet in the middle you flash behind her; gripping her hips possessively.
You lean into her ear, “Who do you answer to?” A light shiver runs down her spine.
She turns around so she can peer into your eyes. She trails an index finger across your bottom lip. “I belong to no one.”
“Not even me?” you ask with a punctuating grip to her hip.
“No.” she whispers while inching closer to your lips. “Not even you, Angel.” You’re so close it feels like you’re breathing in the same air with no regard to anything around you. “Would you like to kiss me?”
You take her to the library, its small but there’s hardly anyone here so it’ll do. When you arrive you have Emily bent over a table with her ass flushed to your front. “I want to see you writhe underneath me.” You pure into her ear.
She flashes so quickly you couldn’t stop her. Now you’re the one bent over a fucking table. “You first.” she growls while pinning your hip down. She leans in so close to your ear you can feel her cool breath.
“What are you going to do, Agent?” Calling her by the title has always been a tease, its amazing that in all the time she’s been here you’ve never...you know.
“Whatever I want with you.” You roll your hips back on to her and feel her knead your ass in return. “If I had a strap I’d fuck you with it.” She growls in your ear; her animalistic tone is the biggest turn on. Just the sound of her voice alone makes you squirm underneath her.
But of course you can’t let her win that easily so you focus your energy on the top of the bookshelf. “You can’t always get what you want, Agent.” You’re sitting on top of the wood shelf with your legs crossed; as regal as you were when you were alive. Emily looks baffled but entertained by the empty space in front of her. “Enough of your teasing, we have things to do.” You say as you hop down from the shelf and begin to walk out. You turn to see that she’s not following you so you call out to her. “Come along Prentiss.”
There was once a time where you would call her ‘Princess’ instead of Prentiss because of the way she’d demand to know everything and anything like she was royalty. Her attitude came off as a bit standoffish and bitchy in the beginning but that was just you being territorial. As you both settled into your routine and got to know each other you realized she’s a very closed off person and wouldn’t talk about her life from before. She’s uber smart and remains professional yet empathetic with all of the ghosts she encounters. She’s such a calm person that it shocked you by how upset the nickname made her. She didn’t flat out yell at you but it was evident that it upset her so you reasonably left the situation alone. She felt bad so she explained that one of her teammates used to call her that, she later let it slip that the guy was her partner. You obviously felt bad so now you just call her- “Agent!” You look over your shoulder to see Emily dragging her feet. “Get a move on, we don’t have time!”
“Ghosts always have time.” She mumbles while speeding up. “Can’t we just, I don’t know? Flash there?”
“No.” You slow down to let her catch up. “You need to learn to walk before you run and I don’t need you accidentally flashin’ into the nurse’s lockerooms again.”
She rolls her eyes. “That was one time.”
“And the time you ended up in the kitchen. You need to walk around and see the place for yourself before you keep ‘flashin’ between different places.”
“Right,” she mumbles “Hey where are we going anyway?”
“To meet someone.” You casually say but notice she’s stopped, promptly.
“To meet someone?” she repeats, a little shocked. “Meet who?”
“Nope,” you pull her by the arm “No stopping, we’re crunched for time.” Before she can stop again or argue, you link your arms.”This is not the time to pout or second doubt me, Emily.”
She scuffs, “I do not pout.”
“Okay, fine, you don’t pout in the traditional children sense. Happy?”
“No. Not until I know where we’re going or who we’re meeting.” She stops again, reeling you back in the process.
You turn to her and say, “A friend.”
“Is this one of your angelic friends?” She asks as you practically drag her along.
“Angelic frie- Never mind we’re here.” You have her standing in the back of the ICU, the quietest of all the wings. “I only know like two, three angels tops.”
She laughs a little at that, “Angel...” she trails “Who is that?”
You turn to where she’s looking and see a beautiful darkened figure with their back to you. “Mazikeen!” You shout with excitement me when she turns around. You run to her and she automatically catches you. Hey sharp fanged smile is just as stunning as the last time you saw it.
“How’s my favorite human?” The brunette asks with her sultry South American accent.
“Good! How’s my favorite demon?” She just smiles even wider at your excitement until her eyes fall on Emily.
“Who’s the hottie?”
“Maze,” You tilt your head in disapproval. “Play nice.” She sets you down and struts over to Emily. Em looks confused yet curious so you don’t interrupt the demon from doing whatever she’s doing.
“Oh I always play nice with the pretty ones.”
She examines Emily with shear interest, when she moves to touch her hair Emily steps back. “Y/n...is there something you’d care to explain?”
“Emily, meet my friend Mazikeen,”
“But you can call me Maze.” She winks.
“Maze, this is Supervisory Special Agent Emily Prentiss.”
“Is she,” she covers the side of her mouth and points to Em. “Dead?”
You mimic her ridiculous gesture and whisper, “Very.” You walk to them and give your demon another hug. “I missed you, Maze.”
“I missed you too y/n/n. Why didn’t you introduce me to her sooner? We could’ve had a thre-”
“Maze!”
“Right...well, mom says hi and I’m not going to be here very long. I just gotta grab a few people and I’ll be out but of course...” She wraps her arms around your waist, “I wanted to stop by and say hi.”
“Hi,” you whisper. “You know I love you but...” You look over to Em.
“You’ve found another...” She strokes your left cheek with the back of her cold hand. “Its okay, I’m not mad. We both knew I was never made for love.” She takes a glance over her shoulder to an intrigued Emily. “She’s pretty, brave, and smart. You’ve outdone yourself little human.” She makes a full 180 to look at the agent. “Take care of Casper for me.”
“Uhm do I look like a friendly ghost to you?” You gesture down to your perfect silhouette.
Maze grins at that before turning back to Em. “Hurt them and there will be hell to pay.” She snarls but Emily doesn’t faultier.
“I’m not the one that left.” She replies and the demon laughs at that.
“Left?” She looks back to me and bursts into a cackle with her fangs out. “Whatever you say. I have work to do anyway, so do you.” She starts to walk down the hall of the ICU and says, “Goodbye human, you still look as good as ever.” She blows a kiss at you before rounding the corner. You’re stuck in your spot because shit that kind of hurt.
You feel Emily’s hand on your shoulder. “I’m sorry.”
“Its fine.” You turn to her. “She was never meant for relationships anyway.” At her expressionless face you continue. “Maze is a sex demon, we met a little while after I died. I kept seeing her in the hall but only in flashes. At first I thought she was a Wanderer or something but then I confronted her and she reluctantly told me who she was. We used to have fun together.” She just nods with an understanding expression and really, her silent facial expression speaks volumes. “Ghosts can’t feel a lot of things but sexual gratification is one of the exceptions.” This is where you shed a tear despite what you just said. Emily pulls you in for one of her gentle, yet meaningful hug. “Emily, I’m so sorry.”
She pulls you back to look into your eyes. “Why? You’ve done nothing wrong.”
“I should’ve told you about her sooner. I wanted you two to meet because I thought you were alike in many ways but I wasn’t expecting the jealous attitude. She’s never been like that before.”
‘Maybe its because she sees us having something she can’t have with you. Is what Emily wants to say but instead she says, “You didn’t have to tell me if you didn’t want to. I know I pressure you into revealing a lot of information to me but if I had know it negatively affects you I would-”
You interrupt her rambling with a soft kiss to her lips. You pull back to see her neutral facial expression. Shit. Sensing your internal panic she quickly explains, “No no I’m not upset, just surprised. That’s all.” There’s that wicked smile. “I always thought I’d be the one making the first move.” She takes a big step forward and captures your lip between her’s. Her hand reaches around the back of your head and pulls you closer so you put your arm around her waist and do the same. It felt different that what you and maze used to have, spiritual perception of emotions isn’t the same and humans but that doesn’t mean you’re as numb as people think. And with Emily, you actually feel something for once. Something true. ‘Alive’ isn’t the proper word for it but it feels close enough. It feels so fucking good to the point where you don’t want to come up for air but ultimately you have to. “Breathe.” She laughs.
You press your forehead to her’s, “Why, when all I need is you?”
She laughs at that, something she didn’t do much of when you first met. “You are unbelievably cliche.”
After this movie like exchange you end up laying in the middle of the Green Yard; Emily on the bottom and you wrapped in her arms. Since you can’t exactly ‘nap’ you just lay there and take in the good feeling Emily’s arms provide you. Whenever Francis is around you’ll have to ask him about this feeling because you know good and well ghosts can’t feel love. Then what the hell do I call this wonderful feeling?
“Y/n?” Em looks up from a book I gave her. Its taken her a while to learn how to hold anything over an ounce.
“Hmm?” You turn your attention to her, she looks as beautiful as always.
“What do ghosts feel?”
“What do you mean, Em?” You take a seat across from her.
“Do we have emotions or feelings?”
“Well, what do you feel?” You ask softly.
“I don’t know?”
“Remember the time I banned you from leaving the inpatient wing?”
“Yeah...it completely sucked.” She huffs.
“And how did that make you feel?” You trail.
“Mildly irritated.” She immediately answers without realizing so you politely stare until it finally dawns on her. Her eyes widen and her mouth opens into an o-shape.
“Exactly.”
You look up at the goddess that’s holding you captive. “Emily?” You call from under her arm.
“Hmm?”
“What are you feeling?” You ask softly.
“What do you mean, Angel?”
“Emotionally I mean.” You explain with an eerie feeling of deja vu.
“Remember the first time I showed you I could transport? I did it without any help and I surprisingly did it correctly.” She jokes.
“Yeah I remember.”
“And how did that make you feel?”
“Happy.” You smile at the cute memory.
“That’s how I’m feeling right now. As happy as you were that day, if not more.”
You twist so you can look at her. “I really like you Emily Prentiss.” You lean up to give her a chaste kiss on her sharp jawline.
“I like you too y/n.” She presses a dominating kiss to your lips that makes yours look like child’s play.
sorry for any typos. I hate proof reading
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ANSWER THE FOLLOWING SO PEOPLE KNOW HOW SHIPS WORK ON YOUR BLOG
WHAT’S YOUR OTP FOR YOUR MUSE? :
That’s a hard question! Constellations is up there - they’ve been a ship on this blog for maybe four or five years! Other than that, I love all of the relationships I write on here, and I’m not super involved in fandom shipping.
HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE? :
This is important - I will not write ships with muns or characters that are underage. It makes me super uncomfortable, and it would make the characters I play uncomfortable as well. I probably won’t feel comfortable with writing ships with characters younger than twenty. A lot of my characters vary in this, I guess, in terms of an upper limit and specifics.
For specifics:
Lumen is underage; I won’t ship him at all.
Kreak, I think, is un-shippable? Probably? I guess you could try.
Fitz and Quinn are in their early twenties (23 and 20 respectively in main verses). I would feel comfortable shipping them with other characters in their twenties, maybe nineteen in certain cases for Quinn, because he’s barely twenty.
Visyian is over over 300, and doesn’t ship - his partner is / was of a similar age.
Techie is also canonically in his twenties (I put him around 25). I would feel comfortable shipping him with characters in their mid-twenties to early-thirties.
Turlough doesn’t age like a human, and probably won’t ship with a human either tbh.
Kieran is complicated for shipping, because he’s hundreds, sometimes thousands of years old. He’s acutely aware of that, and is usually so worried about that and what comes along with outliving a partner that he doesn’t let himself develop relationships, even though he might want to. That makes him sort of a sad lonely person that stays outwardly positive and loving to others, and it makes me sad.
ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING? :
I am, I suppose - the chemistry has to be there, like. And again, other types of relationships besides romantic ones exist.
HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY’RE CONSIDERED NS/FW? :
I’ve never really written them, so I guess I don’t have a precedent to follow for this. As per my rules, all questionable material is tagged and under a cut, but that’s never really had to come into play.
I don’t think it’s necessary to write steamy moments out explicitly - the implication of intimacy can be just as powerful in a narrative sense. I’d be most comfortable with this probably, fading to afterwords, but am not necessarily against writing explicitly if it matters for the characters involved - for that kind of writing, I would probably prefer to put it on Dis||cord.
WHO ARE OTHER MUSES YOU SHIP YOUR MUSE WITH? :
Oh man, there aren’t very many (yet!). I have lovely many-year-old ships with @daedaluscried for a few characters, including Visyian’s partner. Quinn and Quinn
[ @toameliiorate ] also have an almost-thing that’s pretty cute. Oh! Aleister
[ @variousmethodsofescaape ] and Tech’s almost-thing rose from the dead recently - it’s nice to see them again!
Other than that, my characters mostly just have crushes. Fitz and Kieran both have crushes on some of the characters they’re writing with these days, but I don’t know if people are comfortable being tagged for stuff like that? It’s tempting because I sort of want to know if they ship things too, but I’m also spineless. OTL
ANY NOTPS? :
I have types of things I don’t like to write, I guess - I’m not especially keen on writing toxic or hateful relationships unless me and the other person have really talked about it. I don’t really write with the intention of making myself feel sad (though that does sometimes happen on its own), so content that produces a lot of compassion fatigue are just more than I can handle sometimes.
As for actual ships for this, I’m hesitant to talk about them because they’re likely unpopular opinions. And they’re not even really ‘NOTPs’, just things I don’t like as well. For Who, I don’t really like Tur|ough and Teg.an as a ship for example, because I like the idea of them as argumentative siblings more.
DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU? :
I mean... I don’t think writing that kind of thing would be possible without some sort of communication? You absolutely do not have to ask if it’s all right for your character to have a crush on mine / etc, but if we want to actually build beyond that it might be best to talk at least a little. If you ask, I will probably consider it with some level of enthusiasm.
HOW OFTEN DO YOU LIKE TO SHIP? :
I like ships when they crop up on their own. Chemistry is really important when writing stuff like that, and I like that closeness to develop organically through shared experiences / communication / etc - it’s really fun to write that in-character moment when they’re like ‘oh wow, I have a lot of feelings about this person’.
ARE YOU MULTISHIP? :
I am! With the exception of Visyian, who is single ship. Be his friend, though! He needs friends.
ARE YOU SHIP-OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS? :
I do like to write ships, but not just romantic ones - platonic shipping and friendships are fun to write as well. Those go forgotten or unacknowledged a lot, I think. So I guess the long and short of it is I like writing about relationships of all sorts because they often lead to character development, but seeking out those relationships is not always my primary goal.
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM? :
Most of my characters are D&D characters from fully home-brewed campaign settings, so there’s not really a fandom beyond the table? As for things like Who, I’m not super engaged in shipping / fandom culture because there’s just so much of it and it’s a little intimidating.
I know that’s a non-answer, but I... *shrug shrug*
FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU? :
If you want to ship a thing please just come tell me about it! I tend not to recognise when people want to ship a thing, and when I want to ship a thing I get too scared to bring it up. OTL I want to write more things though, so I’m going to try to work on this.
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it
to
th
e
con
ve
n
tio
n
,
”
“Besides
don’t
you
al
ready
hav
e
tha
t
c
op
y,
,“
“Yeah
but
it’s
a
go
od
re
a
d
,
”
“Besides
it’s different from the
traveling
edition
,”
“Trav
el
i
n
g
edi
t
io
n,”
,
Axel
sniffed
,
Lukas,
“C’mon
five
min
utes don’t want to be
late,”
“Con
v
en
t
io
n
s
,”
On
groun
d
Jesse
get
t
in
g
hi
s
pe
t
boar
Reube
n,
for
th
e
trek
To
be greeted by what seem
e
d
like 2 million Quest’N
‘answers
posters
with Gabriel‘s
�� face
posted
on
it,
“This
is
th
e
bes
t day
of
m
y
lif
e,”
While the others were there to roll
the
i
r
eyes
except Lukas
“leave
it
be,
“
“If it was anyone else
-
I’d have to
carry them off the
floor
to,”
,”
A
“riv
al
,”
Te
a
m,
Cordial
en
ough
wit
h
Luk
as
“Tell
Ethan
I
said
hell
o,
“
Not so much
with
th
e
rest of
them
“Our
Invention
Is
Goi
ng
to
be
Grea
t,
”
“Our
s
wil
l
be
great
er,”
“What
got
in
to
th
e
m,
“
,
“Ivor
fan boys
,”
Axel
Shrug
ged,
“Oh
speak
of
the
Devil,
You might have some company as
Ivor
fan
club
le
a
d
e
r,
Pet
r
a
,”
“oh,
The
m
agai
n,
”
“Wh
o
Cou
ld
n
’t
al
l
t
h
e
books
he’
s
Written
abou
t
po-,”
Fad
in
g
Into
com
fort
able
not
hing
As they made it to the
bu
i
ld
zon
e
And
Olivia
start
e
d
draw
in
g
u
p
sta
t
istics,
for
th
e
build
So you wouldn’t mind
coming with me
and
helping me
find him,
would
you
Jess
e,“
,
“Um,
Ye
ah,
Su
re,
We
should
be
done
here
right,
Lukas
“
Jesse
yelle
d
u
p
t
o
Lukus
Who
gave
hi
m
a
thu
mbs
u
p,
And away about
Olivia who is staying behind to talk to some
planners
“So what’s up with this
Ivor
guy
a
gain
, ”
I th
“I’ve
always
be
en
m
o
r
e
in
ter
es
t
e
d
i
n
Ma
g
n
u
s,
I mean all the
scientific
. .
stuff,
Realiz
in
g
he
had
inter
ru
p
t
e
d
,
”
Slyily
smili
ng,
“Iv
or
is
a
kno
wn
st
u
d
i
e
r
of
plant
s
an
d
the
ir
essence
,
“
“An
apothecary,”
“Not
Quite
,-“
“Huh
I’d
though
t
we
’
d
m
e
et
h
i
m
h
e
r
e,”
“Let
me
go
chec
k
“Jesse
stay
here,”
Please
“ what
are
you
doin
g
her
e?
“
Iriat
te
d,
“Mr.
Ivor
sir,
I
was
hoping
to
give
this
to
you
be
fore
the
sho
w,”
“Yes,
Yes-
Actual
ly
glancing
at
th
e
thin
g
Mouth
agape
at
th
e
“Withe
r
Skul
l,”
She
he
ld
in
h
e
r
h
a
n
d
s,
“ This
is
..perfect,
thank
you,”
“Hel
p
your
sel
f
to
t
h
e
di
a
monds
in
th
e
ches
t
o
ve
r
ther
e,
“
“Sir,
thes
e
aren’t
diamonds,
these
are
moissanite,
.”
“Maybe
we
should
te
l
l
hi
m
“Wh
y,”
“Because
thes
e
migh
t
b
e
im
por
t
an
t
t
o
h
i
m,
”
“Don’t
wanna
mess up the
show,”
,
Petra
&
Jess
e,
Mak
in
g
it’
ba
c
k,
an
d
Me
e
t
in
g
A
xl
e
the
re,
“ Axel
wha
t
ar
e
yo
u
doi
n
g
h
e
r
e
,
”
“Oh hey,”
Munching on
a bowl
of
pret
ze
l
s
“guys,
Gabriel
stop
pe
d
by
our
buil
d,
sai
d
it
was
“Clas
s,
and
gav
e
me
“this
,
[Sev
eral chains with the words
“back
stage
pas
s
e
s,
” etc
hed
on
th
e
m
,”
“ Luk
as
wen
t
t
o
giv
e
yo
u
you
r
s
J
ess
e,”
“Gill
is
geek
in
g
Out
over
Ga
briel,
Olivia’s
tal
kin
g with some
Pl
an
n
e
r
s
,-
“
“Oh
hey
Petr
a,
I requested
one
for
you,
Though don’t think you need it since you’re a
distributor
an
d
al
l,
,”
Petra
smil
in
g,
sly
ily
tak
in
g
ou
t
he
r
“dis
trib
u
tor,
”
tag,
“Anywa
y
we
can
’t
sto
p
t
o
tal
k
no
w
a
x
l
e,
“
“Hav
e
t
o
r
e
tur
n
som
e
th
i
n
g
to
on
e
o
f
th
e
guest
s
,
”
,
“That
woul
d
be
his
Room
,”
Jesse asked quickly as Petra lightly pushed him forward (from be
hind,
as he slid on
ward
s,
“Yeah, t
‘The door clicked
sh
u
t behind
th
e
m,
A flight o
f
stai
r
s ,
“Well,
this
is,
ambitious
,
“
“Are you
kidding
having to build
stairs
all the way down in
ice,”
,
“ I had no idea that Ivor was such a
builder
architect
,
”
“ It’s a shame it’s so
Dark in here,”
light
ing up a
light,
As they made it through what
see
med to be
big
book
shelves
,
The li
ghts
flick
ed
on
sud
den
ly
Jesse
gras
ping a
han
d
on
her
mouth
(For no
part
icular
re
a
s
o
n
,
“ Nice
to
see
me
again,
no,
no,
“
‘B
e
en
a
lon
g
tim
e,’
,no”
“FI
nally
out
of your
sh-“
“Mr.
Ivor,
sir,
“
“Aagh,”
,
Petra
pe
eping into the
dar
k
nes
s, of the
di
m,
ly
li
t,
dun
g
eo
n,
“I’m
her
e
to ask you about the
dia
Pe-
moissan
it
e,
yo
u,
gav
e,
me
,”
-
“It’s
,
”
“Get
Out
,”
“But-“
“Get out before I call
security,”
,
Petra
Slink
e
d,
Jesse
follow
ing
quietly
after
,
“Well
at least
we got
our
an
sw
er.
Come’ on let’s go join the
others
before the
show
st
arts,
“Jesse,
I was lo
ok
in
g
all
over
for
you,
-“
Lukas
“Axel
already
,told
us
,
”Course
he
did,”
gruff
ly,
just
as
pana
l,
Ivor
“Finally out of the dark
nes
s of
your
shadow
,”
“Now how about
a real monster
and we’ll see how we measure up
.”
“Ivor,
th
is
really
isn’t
th
e
plac
e,
-
or
th
e
tim-
,
“
A
Compartment
Reveal
in
g
th
e
Components
for
a
Wither
,
Ivo
r
ad
d
i
n
g
th
e
last
par
t,
a
“Wither
Skull,”
the
Withe
r
Skul
l ,
th
e
On
e
Petra
-
The audience burst into applause as it st
arted
mo
v
in
g believing it to be part of the
show,
Gabriel,
tak
in
g
out
a
wooden
sword
The
Crowd
Disperse
as the
Wither
start
e
d
at
tack
ing
th
e
m,
“Ivor
That’s
Eno
ugh,
Turn
this
thing
of
f,
Lukas
Confronted
“Oh,
I will
One o’
Soren,
Once,
hey
it’s
not
work
in
g,
Ivor pressing the button panicking
ly,
“Hey, guys
what’s going
on,
“
Axel
joi
ni
n
g
th
e
m,
at the cleared out
con
vent
i
on,
“Ivor’s
gon
e
Off
the
Wal
l
s
And
made an invention trying to
kill
every
one,”
Gill
repli
“Co
ol
,”
“ an
d
destroy,”
“ Why won’t
this
stupid
wire,”
“Hm,
Wire
,”
“Axel
,”
Oli
v
i
a,
“ I mean there was a
wire on
the
table,”
“Axel,
what
hap
pen
e
d
t
o
t
h
e
w
ir
e,
“Well,”
Axel
flush
ing,
“I um
I
took
it,”
“AXEL!!”
“What they did say take
whatever
you
wa
nt
,
”
“Wher
e
is-
it-
I used it to add
another light display to the
statue
c-
thing,
“Well you
might
want
to get it
now,”
Backing away from the
destruction
on
stage that seem to get
eve
r
clos
e
r
Stepping
ove
r the
woo
den
sw
ord
The
remote
next
dis
regar
d
ed
i
n
frustration
As they were driven back to the
statue
cr,
“Got
it
,“
“Hand
it
Gill
,
”
Gil
l
Pas
sin
g
i
t
to
wh
o
gave
to
Jess
e
who
Brok
e
it
dow
n,
whil
e,
Olivia
whisper
ed
instructions on how to
put it
together to Aiden
Whil
e
Axel
+
Olivia
play
ed
dis
trac
t
io
n
“Done,”
Tos
s
ed
up
to
Lukas,
Who
went
to
pres
s
th
e
but
to
n,
Only for
Ivor to
sn
atch it out of his hand and do the
Honor,
And,
It
Didn’t
wo
r
k,
“So
Losers
,”
A
Leather
Jacket
Rush
e
d
by,
“ Ethan,
if
you’re
not
goin
g
t
o
b
e
hel
p
fu
l-
,”
Lukas
snapped
but they were already
long
gone,
Trail
ing
afte
r
the
m
To the
Edge,
Ivor
hauling
Gabriel’s
unconscious
form,
“I
want
e
d
to see him
humiliated not
dead
,”
Gabriel
stirrin
g by the
Edge,
Talkin
g
to
“Gill,
you
need
to
tak
e
t
h
i
s
emble
m,”
Tak
in
g
it
ou
t
of
his
coat
,
“Fin
d
th
e
other
s
-
,
”
Pas
sing
Ou
t,
And
Gil
l
Run
n
ing off in the opposite direction with the
wheel,
It’s flashing a
slight blue at Gill’
s
tou
ch
Befor
e
a
brow
n
dot,
around
th
e
ri
m,
Mak
ing a small
streak
pa
t
h,
,
Shifting with the
users
stance to point in a
certain
dir
ec
t
io
n
Tak
in
g
Of
f
Af
te
r
it
A
Broken
Crate
r
Wi
t
h
h
i
m
a
s
K
i
n
g
,
It was
nearly
im
po
s
sib
le
to
m
a
k
e
it
t
o
h
i
m,
“Mag
nus,
Ga
bri
el
Sen
t
Us,”
“ Gabriel
huh,”
Magnus
hol
ding up the
tr
in
ke
t,
Before
throwing him down the pile
he’
d
jus
t
struggle
d
t
o
cli
m
b,
On
top of
Gil
l
Who’d
bee
n
s
u
p
por
t
in
g
hi
m
“This.
is
point
les
s.”
“He
’s
Insane,”
Jess
e
Admit
t
ed
dejected
ly,
Shar
in
g
a
lo
ok
wit
h
Axe
L
,
“Then
we
sh
ould
mo
ve
onto
the
nex
t
one-,”
Axel
shook
his
head,
“ We
need
to get
this
done,
We’re
stay
in
g
he
r
e
go
on
ah
e
a
d
,”
Lukas
Speech
less,
Before
Going
On
ahead,
Aidan
Wi
t
h
h
i
m,
“Hm,
Of
course
I’ll
go
with
you,”
Eligard
far
mor
e
Co Operative,
Soren
“I
should
stay
out
he
re,”
Whe
n
The
y
got
to
Soren’s
hous
e,
“Soren and I .. didn’t leave things off
too
go od
last time
I- we
spoke”
,
“It
would
be
better
if
you
go,
Soren, not so much..
.
Having
taking
to
knit
ting
a
lot,
And
docu
ment
ing his
rare
animal
fin
dings
Not p
l
ease
d
to be distur
b
ed
b
y
t
h
e
m,
How
eve
r very excited to see
Reuben,
Jess
e
’s
pe
t
pi
g,
“Animal
s,
lovely
creatures
,
Don’t
betray you
and take your
th
ings
,
I’ve seen
a few
of course
- but to see it
bonded
with
a
human,
,
You
must
tell
me
the
tale,
Sitting with
Soren
and having
tea
I found
Reuben
(That
’s his
name)
at the
place
we
built
our
treehouse,
”
While
So
ren
knit
Re
ub
en
a
ti
ny,
Sw
ea
te
r,
“Now
back
to
the
point,
we
could
reall
y
use-
appreci
ate-
,“
Soren’s
fac
e
chan
g
ing at his
change
in
words,
“you
r
he
l
p,
”
“I want-
to help you
I really do,
“
Soren
insist
e
d,
“But the Order
and
I, didn’t
leave things on
good
terms,
Hesitatin
g,
Cou,
“Would
Reuben be
t
here,
“
Jess
e
Nod
ded
“And you’d be helping a lot of
animals-“
“Fine-
I’ll
go,”
,
Jesse
em
er
gi
n
g
wi
t
h,
Soren
Only to find
Aidan
an
d
Eligard
No
Long
er
ther
e,
“They
went
ahead
to
th
e
Temple
,”
Lukas
whis
per
ed
Swa
pp
in
g
stories
wi
th
Luk
as
on
th
e
w
a
y
as
he
le
ad
t
h
e
m
b
a
c
k
to
th
e
Te
m
ple,
The
only
thing
left
after
th
e
Wither’s
rampage
“And
our
tree
house
is
ri
gh
t
ov
e
r
th
e
r
e,”
Lukas
poi
n
t
e
d
ou
t,
Petr
a
sho
w
in
g
u
p
w
i
t
h
I
v
o
r,
And
things
clearly
went
down
hi
ll from
th
er
e,
Ivor,
im mediately
taking charge of the whole
op eration
as Soren
watch
e
d
Irr
iat
e
d
o
n th
e
side
lin
e
s,
Goin
g
t
o
g
e
t
Mag
n
u
s
with
t
h
e
sp
ar
e
tim
e
,
“Who
dares-
So
r
e
n,
“
Dro
pp
ing the explosive behind his back as he went to
cuddle
Soren,
who
star
e
d
blank
l
y,
“Soren,
‘how you been
cute
pig,
Always
a sucker for
(cute
animals,
so
how,
“
Holding up the emblem
intimi
datingly
Sw
“Al right,
oh right,
,sure
“
Mak
in
g
it
b
a
c
k
t
o
t
h
e
Temple,
to
he
ar,
“It’s
Done!”
Soren
raisi
ng
an
ey
e
bro
w,
at
leas
t,
“This will
de
activate
the
Wither
storm,
“
“Once
in
walking distance so
of
course,
,”
Shoving
th
e
devic
e
of
f
on
Lukas
Who
went
to
suit
up
as well as the rest of
them,
At the moment
arrived,
“I’ll watch
Reuben
for
you,
“
Soren
Offe
r
ed
Reuben
Could take
a pretty
mighty
pun
ch,
but saf
er
no
t
to
risk
it,
“Sure
Reuben
likes
you,”
As
he
went
through
Sl
ici
n
g
Thr
ou
g
h
th
e
Wit
her
Spawn
ed
hord
e,
The
Wither
storm
falte
r
in
g
an
d
fall
in
g
Com
in
g
ou
t
Rescuing those that the
Wither
storm
had
cap
tur
e
d,
Inc
Lud
in
g
Gab
r
i
el,
Wi
th
Fro
s
t
bi
t
e,
Only
for
it
to
star
t
mov
in
g
ag
a
i
n,
In
three,
“Run!”
Luk
as
Wa
rn
e
d,
They ran, castle destroyed,
and forced to find shelter in a
cave
“This never
would’ve
happened,
“
“Magnus please for once in your life shut your
accursed
mouth,”
Soren
snap
p
e
d
worriedly,
“Eligard help me attend to
Gabriel’s
frost
bite
,”
-
Into the Night
“Ivor,
I can’t believe
so such a fool
hardy
plan!”
Wak
in
g
up
Lukas
an
d
dis
turb
i
n
g
th
e
other
s,
Goin
g
ou
t
t
o
,
“I should’ve
stood up
for
m
yself
a
long time ago
Ivor
Give me that
in fernal device,”
“ it need
s
morganite
,”
“You use
d
dia-
mond,
”
as argument broke out
Lukas,
Petra coming behind
Lukas after being treated
for
minor
frost
-burn
Sm,
“Looks like I actually
wi
ll have use of that
mor
ganite,“
Petra crossed her arms clearly haven’t forgotten the abrasive
behavior
ear
lie
r,
“Pl-
huc
ke
d
Morganite
at
h
i
m,
“Yo
u
should
pro
bably
destroy
it
fo
r
goo
d
m
easur
e
,”
Soren
giv
in
g
Luk
as
h
i
s
s
w
or
d,
“Oh look at
Soren can’t kill an
ender
dragon-
O
op
s,”
“Ivor, you have
never,
Been
helpful
to
any
one
in
th
e
g
r
ou
p
ever”
“I-
Mag
nus
C’mon on
that isn’t
true
right
buddy ,”
Mag
nus
hid
ing
be
hin
d
Sore
n,
Eli
gar
d
Cros
s
in
g
he
r
ar
m
s,
“It’s
time you leave
Ivor,
“
Ivor looking at them before running
into the Wasteland
Of the
ir
ow
n
mak
i
n
g
“Come on we have inventions
to make
and things
to
rebuild
,”
“Is it true that you didn’t
slay
the
end
e
r
d
ra
g
on,
“No,
Aligardz’s
dragon
look
e
d
to
o
m
u
c
h
lik
e
an
an
i
mal,
I lulled
it
to
sl
e
ep,
Not a blade pierc
e
d it’s
pel
t
Soren
Stro
kin
g
R
ueben’s
h
ea
d,
“Ivor’s
ma-
,”
a sound,
“We should get back to
invent,”
So
ren’
s
word
s
fad
ed
of
f
as he enter
th
e
cav
e
Leav
ing
Jess
e with the
othe
r
s
Suit
ing up to take on the
Withe
r
on
e
last
tim
e,
Soren
watch
in
g
Reuben,
The
Withe
r
fell
And
Lukas
Aiden,
Olivia,
Jesse
Axel
and
Gil
l
As
we
l
l
a
s
Petr
a
Be
cam
e
hero
e
s,
Axel
Event
ually
re
turn
in
g
int
o
ac
count
abil
ity
,
The
End
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