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978484 No. 978484 ID: c70ff4

Chapter 11
+18 Adult content

First thread: https://tgchan.org/kusaba/quest/res/860238.html
Wiki: https://tgchan.org/wiki/Moot_Point
Previous chapter https://questden.org/kusaba/quest/res/954051.html
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“Are we ready?” Casey’s tail swishes back and forth in the foyer: mild annoyance swinging it like a metronome. She taps her foot impatiently as Kol and Gabe bustle around.
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“Just a sec.” Gabe dashes by the mirror and pauses to touch up his lips.

“Gabe, what happened to your suit?” Casey asks

He caps his lipstick and stows it in a pocket of space. “Ugh, fuck that suit. Last time I wore it, I felt like I couldn’t breathe the whole night.”

“You couldn’t breathe, so you opted for a corset instead?”

“Ye- uh...” He bites his lip, leaving the faintest smudge of pink on his incisors. “Look, that suit didn’t fit me!”

“You could have just had it adjusted, you know?” Casey sighs. "You had weeks to get it done."

“Didn’t fit me on, like, a spiritual level!” He wags a finger. “I’m done with them! I need a fresh look!”
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“I don’t know, I could grow to like them.” Kol shrugs against his suit jacket, and steps up next to Casey.
“Shouldn’t we have been there already?”

Casey sighs, “We should have been there ten minutes ago. You guys took forever getting ready.”

“Hey, if we’re doing this, my look has to be perfect.” Gabe takes his position between them and opens a gate.
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Together they step through into the sunlight. Breezy sea air catches their clothes as they stride across brilliant, white marble. The campus of the college of senders stretches out around them in crisp angles and perfect lines. Before them, a wide causeway of steps climbs the slope: leading to the statue of Madam Moot herself. At the base of the monument a small crowd has gathered, murmuring excitedly to one another in anticipation.
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No. 978490 ID: bb2f99

Is this Miki's wedding?
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No. 978491 ID: fa2754

>>978489
Graduation? Wedding?
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No. 978499 ID: 02d6c8

Doesn't seem to be the wedding since it's in senders' college. Could it be for their departing to etherial plane?
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No. 978523 ID: cdabe3

i hope it's the wedding or some other ceremony; a corset is a terrible choice if there's a risk of danger or of needing to be dexterous
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No. 978529 ID: e86fab

gabe is a cutie
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No. 978545 ID: f8fa51

I agree on all points. Gabe <i>is</i> a cutie and they're all dressed up more suited for an event than for an expedition (with the possible exception of Kol). I like the idea of a wedding.
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Climbing the staircase, they make their way to the edge of the crowd. Waving hello’s to familiar faces, they find Cecil Ochre standing with a clipboard. Next to him is a table with a small collection of lanterns, each burning with a different colored flame.

Cecil checks their names off of his clipboard, “I was wondering when we were going to see you! Glad you made it in time.”I hope you’re all ready.”
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No. 978647 ID: e8cde9

>>978646
Oh good. Do we get to pick our colors?
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No. 978695 ID: b1b4f3

See if you can get colors that match or compliment yours.
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No. 978706 ID: f8fa51

"Yes, we're all ready." I'm assuming you are, since you spent the time to get gussied up.
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“I think so. Raithe tried to explain it all to us but we’re not quite sure what all to do.” Casey admits. “We’re not exactly adept at elemental magic.”

“Neither am I, I’m afraid.” Cecil’s pencil taps thoughtfully on the clipboard. “Most of it seem’s pretty simple: flame bearers will take their positions and one after another we add our fires to the ritual.”
He holds up a lantern of his own and points, “There’s a lever on the side that’ll open the bottom, which will drop the fire into a trail of oil.”

“Seems simple enough.” Gabe nods along.

“And as you do so, you’re supposed to keep some kind of truth held in your mind: something true to yourself, I suppose.” Mr. Ochre shrugs. “I’m not entirely sure what is meant by that part, to be honest. But I shall do my best.”

“After the truefire is lit, Miki and Raithe will say their vows and ask the guests to give their blessings to the couple. That’s about it for the ceremony itself.”
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No. 978987 ID: e7848c

>>978980
Oh this is interesting. Let's think of some truths about ourselves. Things that haven't changed about us for as long as we know.
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No. 979041 ID: 4d6de9

>>978987
As far as I can tell, the truest idea in our hearts is the love uniting us.
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"Something true..." Casey eyes her lantern as she thinks aloud.

"Raithe says it doesn't have to be very complex, just something true." Mr. Ochre shrugs again.

Gabe picks up a lantern for himself, burning with a bright ruby flame. "We've got time to think about it at least."

“Where’s Flashing Feathers?” Kol cranes his neck, eyeing the crowd. “Would be nice to get a blessing from a god, or former god.”

“Oh he’s already at work on that.” Cecil gives a beaky smile and looks out to sea, “There’s a line of storms headed this way: he’s giving us a window to hold the ceremony, but he’ll join us for the reception.”

“Are we the last ones? I hope everyone can make it.” Casey looks around at the various flame bearers mixed in the crowd.
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“Still waiting on-“ Cecil checks his clipboard but is interrupted by the swish of red silk. A curtain appears in midair and is pulled aside by the blazing figure of Cauldera. At her side is-

“Vivian La Fey...” Cecil breathes and drops his pencil.
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No. 979148 ID: 094652

"Cecil, no.
Do not turn this into a battle of the fans."
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No. 979149 ID: e7848c

>>979147
She never fails to impress, does she?
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No. 979156 ID: b1b4f3

>>979147
Tell Vivian she's looking good.
Tell Cauldera she looks good and also... the same? Phoenixes don't change after a rebirth huh?
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Cecil scrambles to recover and stands ramrod straight as he checks the guest list. “Uh-um- C- Cauldera, I believe?” His eyes flicker between the pair frantically.

“-Plus one.” Cauldera beams, taking a lantern. The flame within burns same hue as her plumage, now refreshed and glowing in the sun. “Are we late?”

“N-not excessively so!” Mr Ochre stammers. “O-one might say fashionably late?” He smiles back nervously.

“Heya Viv!” Gabe steps in to rescue the bowerbird. “Love the dress! Have you met Cecil Ochre? Big fan, Isn’t that right?” The mouse wraps an arm around him amicably and winks.

The hapless bird nods mutely and Vivian cocks hear head, “Ochre? Mr. Ochre, right? You always buy box 17? No, I don’t believe we’ve met. Thank you for the roses, though. Pleasure to meet you.” She smiles warmly, reducing the poor bird to a stammering mess.
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“And I don’t think you’ve met my partner Casey yet, either.” Gabe continues, giving Casey a nudge and a wink.

“A pleasure.” Casey beams at the fey. Vivian offers her hand and Casey pecks a kiss on the back of it.

“I heard through the grapevine you recently uncovered some writings by the old teacher herself. Is this true?” Vivian asks in a kind of meandering curiosity.
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No. 979314 ID: fa2754

>>979313
As a history buff, it's exciting stuff. Another time though.. there's more pressing matters afoot.
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No. 979326 ID: b1b4f3

Yeah, you're working on translating it.
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No. 979330 ID: 651ae0

Absolutely this is the case. If she feels up to talking about it sometime later, why not invite her to chat? Might help clarify things to bounce it off someone else.
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“Tuvara-Malli? You mean the book we found? How’d you know about that?” Casey shoots a glance at Gabe, who shrugs helplessly.

“I hear all kinds of things.” The kitsune replies cryptically. “If its true, I would love to see it. Her verse is...” She sighs deeply, ending with a purr of adoration.

“I know, right?” A dreamy eyed look of mutual appreciation comes over Casey. “I never thought I’d see her work with my own eyes. Would you be interested in seeing it some time? We’re honestly hoping someone can help translate it.”
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“I’d certainly love to try! Its a date, then.” The kitsune nods conclusively and grins. “We’ll get together soon.”

“I think I’ll skip that date,” Cauldera chuckles, “old books and me don’t agree with one another. Though, I do like when you read to me.”
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No. 979715 ID: e7848c

>>979713
Serenading a songbird sounds like swell soiree
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Vivian and Caulera bid them adieu to go mingle with the guests, the crowd parting in amazement around the starlet and the phoenix. Casey waves them goodbye and blinks absentmindedly. “Did... did I just make a date to read fey poetry with Vivian?”

“Sure sounded like it.” Kol puts an arm around her shoulder.

“Okay.” Casey nods while staring off at nothing in particular. “Wanted to make sure I didn’t just dream that.”

Taking their flames, the guests start to assemble into a loose line as they file towards the statue.
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No. 979983 ID: 094652

"Psst... when do we get the dancer-in-a-cake?"
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No. 979985 ID: 8fab7a

File towards the statue, then! File like you mean it!


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