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Dusk Wonder
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"There are many things I don't know." Emils says calmly, "I'm learning how be be... 'normal'. It's different from what I used to be. I don't know how to act like a girl, really." I wince, realizing I'm not really a good role model for 'normal girl'. "All I understand about this place, I've read from books or heard from others. There's plenty of conflicting information, and I'm just sorting out what is true, and about this world in general."
"I'm sorry about that... I guess I've not been a proper guardian, and that's not all that fair for either of us. It's just... I've not really had much childhood experiences to impart upon you." "But you are a girl are you not?" "... Yes I am. I guess. It's been some time since I've considered myself as a girl." "Then that really all that matters then. Tell me your experiences and opinions as a girl, and I can learn from that. It doesn't matter if it's good or bad, I just need a larger sample size." "That works I guess. I'll try to do more stuff together, or try to bring you out more."
She looks at me, "Meanwhile, for short term goals, perhaps I would like to learn more about magic. What it is, how it works, why does it do what it does, and how does it relate to the end of this world." "That's something in the works, there's someone I've invited over to help assess and teach you magic, and they should come over soon... I'm sorry, what was that last part?"
"The usage of mana seems to be unsustainable. I do not have accurate information that leads up to this conclusion, but it comes from a reliable source." I raise a brow, "And what is this source?" "The mana beast that used to live under the city." "Used to?" "Yes. It is dead now, I think. I am not sure how the classification of alive and dead works on mana beasts, but it's not anymore." This sounds all too much like a joke. "Then I guess the only place to get to the bottom of the issue now is at Fuller. It's largest place of magic studies and research around. The guy I've invited over is from Fuller. If you really want to study magic, I could pull some strings to get you in, but I wouldn't be able to follow you." "I see." Emils seems to be thinking. "You don't have to decide now, most kids tend to magic when they're 5 to 15. Not everyone is capable of admission, but I'm sure you can if you try."
"What about becoming a magical girl? How does one officially become one?" "Oh. Uh. That's not a real... vocation." "It's not?" Emils asks, confused. "No, it's a fictional thing. Something to encourage kids to learn magic, by promoting friendship and training." I think, trying to remember my old books, "Most of them of the time, they're written with problem of the day issues, like fables and such, teaching some sort of lesson." Emils looks down, quiet. "That is... I mean, Just because it isn't real doesn't mean you can't try to be one. I'm sure someone out there has tried to be a magical girl too. Just because you haven't heard of something existing, doesn't mean it doesn't exist. You could even be the first, if you set your heart into it." I try to cheer up Emils, but it's hard to tell with her. "I understand." Emils looks up and at the end of the corridor where Alphonse walks in with a group of people rolling some equipment.
"Ah, girls, you're still here." He nods to one of the nurses who hands me a paper contract, a notebook, on a tray with some water. "Refreshments, as asked. And a contract of secrecy. Everyone here has their name and signature on that copy. This one is yours." I take the notebook and file the contract inside it, "Emils, how long will this take?" "I don't know. Maybe a few minuites?"
The group erupts into whispers, much of it jargon I don't understand, but a general atmosphere of noninterference is present.
"Would you like to wait outside, or join us inside?"
>Watch the process >Stay outside (Swaps to Emils)
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