Tales of the Abyss Dressing Room

/knocks off dust.

2017-01-20T21:04:31Z

Posted by: claim_my_place

Again? [Asch clucks his tongue in annoyance. The front half of the Maestro Sword swings pathetically from a break that's been tacked together with some kind of hot pink glittery tape. It's a sorry sight, but it's all he has.]

[Well, no, it's not everything. Aside from the sword there are bits and snatches of memories and knowledge from all over the so-called multiverse: faces, names, and one girl's unyielding optimism. Just when he thought he'd finally managed to fade into obscurity, here he is. Dragged off to somewhere else.]

[Asch raises his free hand to his forehead as he tries to place the architecture, making his way slowly towards the center of town. Isn't this that world that has some sort of love affair with Auldrant? Is that why he's here? Or is it a similar one with some unpleasant surprise waiting for him?]

...It's too quiet. Don't tell me the population shriveled up and died. [Where are Anise and Jade? Or Luke even? This town used to be crawling with copies of his replica...]

[And more clearly, as if he's speaking directly to someone:] What, did you run out of idiots to shelter or something?

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[Fifth Proclamation] Make afternoon teatime mandatory.

2013-06-11T21:19:31Z

Posted by: bloodreign

[It's his day off. Asch is perched in a wicker chair on the front porch of a certain cozy little house belonging to a certain infuriatingly loose-lipped tenant. Asch stares out across the street at one of the town's gardens, a saucer balanced in one hand and a teacup lightly captured in the other. It's about as close to contentment as Kimlasca's monarch ever gets around here, and Lorelei help anyone who breaks this fragile moment of calm.]

[If anyone should be stupid - or confident - enough to approach, he'll mutter under his breath and turn an eye sharply in their direction.]

I'm not taking any audiences today.

[So get lost, or he might be inclined to beat you over the head with his cane.]

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I'M BAAAAAACK does anyone even remember me it's okay if you don't

2013-06-04T20:06:17Z

Posted by: flamefusion

[ ~~Another redhead for your torturing pleasure.~~ Luke just... appeared face-down on the ground outside. He was unconscious, battered, and dirty with torn clothes. It seemed like he'd just been in a huge fight and lost. His left hand was still on top of a gun, a sawn-off shotgun that looked like something Kimlasca might have used in their armies. His clothes were different, black clothing with a white coat around him, much more rugged travel clothing. Though at the moment, they were torn almost beyond recognition. ]

[ Was that a small, red, feathered wing poking through a torn slit in the back? ... Maybe you can kick Luke awake. ]

[[ OOC: So uh, I used to roleplay on the LJ ADR, but it's been a while. I hope I can still play redheads decently. This one's an AU!Luke from the Wild ARMs 3 universe. Don't worry if you don't know the game -- hardly anyone does. Basically, he uses a gun now, though he still has a sword. Guns are just more useful on Filgaia (Wild ARMs 3 world).

EDIT: I am horribly late with tags. I'm sorry. When I do get the chance to tag, though, I usually tag back right away. Just warning you. ]]

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Final chapter with a twist?

2013-05-30T23:47:48Z

Posted by: endofjourney

[He is unsure of just how he got into this predicament. Where exactly is here? His eyes are narrowed as he gazes at the small buildings, shops, and houses. They seemed to be occupied, however quiet the town may be. A hand rests on his hip as he ponders the thought of going any further. There is no telling how peaceful the residents are, considering he knows nothing about this place. A sigh escapes his lips. There is only one way to find out, right? Considering the foes he has defeated and the tasks he has completed up to this point, he has a faintest idea that he could take any... hostilities this town has to throw at him. Be them big or small.

He is then brought back to the thoughts of what led to his return to a certain field on a certain starry night. The final battle... then the creation of who he is, now. When he and Asch finally merged... He finally became the real Luke fon Fabre. It was not, however, that the replica had taken in Asch. Oh no. The original Luke fon Fabre took in the replica. So, in a sense, the final product was nothing more than "Asch" with both he and replica Luke's feelings and memories. The most strange part was that Luke's memories and feelings were the ones that stood out more. After all, this final product called himself "Luke". Maybe it had something to do with the fact that Asch had been dead when the two of them merged? It would make more sense that way.

Luke unfortunately has no idea why things are the way they are. He just... is, in the way that things just... are.

Another sigh escapes his lips. He may as well just go on in, right?

With that, he begins walking into the town. Once inside, he smiles. This place is definitely odd, with a sense that there is something dangerous lurking nearby. Other than that, though, it is a bit peaceful.]

Heh, guess I should find out who lives here...

[[OOC: I HOPE HE IS OK. I KINDA TOOK MY OWN TWIST ON THINGS. ^^;;;]]

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possible afterlife [warning: spoiler alert for those that haven't finished!]

2013-05-28T20:53:55Z

Posted by: lightfabre

Silence. Not even the sound of birds chirping.

He has never seen a place such as this. Empty, no signs of so much as animals. He pauses in his steps to look around. He is more than confused, at this point. If this is where death brings you, he will be more than surprised. This is nothing like what he imagined. Green hues carefully search the area for a moment as he silently ponders. He takes in a deep breath and begins walking, once more. He eventually comes to what appears to be a town. He still has yet to see anyone. He is starting to worry that he is the only person here.

He can feel frustration building. Finally, a loud groan escapes his lips and he shouts (not too loudly-only those within ten or twenty feet would hear it!).

"Where the hell am I?!"

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One: Alter

2013-05-05T05:37:59Z

Posted by: replaced_noble

[The wetness suited his mood, threatening to rinse everything away, even the very colors of life itself.

He would have been fine with that. Letting the water rinse the crimson from the hair on his head, letting it pool on the ground like the blood that should be mingling with it. Somehow, he was alive. He also knew that he had finally released his destiny, forced Luke to take the reigns as Luke fon Fabre, while the ashes of the Sacred Flame diminished and vanished in the wind. He had no idea what had happened after he put his trust into the replica with his dying breaths, didn't know what fate had befallen the world, or more importantly, Natalia.

He knew this was not home though. He also knew that as long as he still breathed, he had a promise to fulfill. If this was the afterlife, it was terrible, but even if it was he'd slash his way through it and take hold of whatever he needed to answer that promise, just as she knew he would.

Until then...he needed three things; food, shelter, and a weapon. He could do without the third for a time, as he was a fonist, but the first two were priority as he felt the pangs of hunger rise, and the fatigue of sleep pulling at him, attempting to command him to meet these needs.]

I guess dying works up an appetite. [More of a grunt than words. Shoving his bangs up and aside to not blind him, Asch started walking, curious about the streets he now walked.]

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Classic adventure mode!

2013-05-02T22:37:16Z

Posted by: lady_of_daath

[Whatever one may be doing, being reading the paper or perhaps working on a chore, if the activity isn't too loud you may be about to hear something in particular. A loud scream of utter horror rings out from one of the open kitchens around town.

Dare you take a peek to see what's wrong, perhaps save a damsel that may even be in distress!?]

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[Decree: Redraw maps.]

2013-04-29T05:42:57Z

Posted by: fon_master_badass

[While having been here only long enough to know it wasn't home, Sync was far, far from pleased. He had a lot of duties he needed to get back to, and at least three people had seemed shocked to death before running away that he wasn't a little kid anymore.

No, this Sync was an adult of 20, and garbed in some very nice ceremonial robes with a talbard and necklace that only meant he could be the Fon Master, through some strange twist of fate, apparently. He hadn't gotten any quality conversation as most people had run away to avoid him, or threatened him till he left, and he was frankly done with everyone here unless they could show a shred of common sense and decency. He was currently sitting on the edge of a fountain wondering if this was just some strange dream brought on by too many arguments with the Maestros and he was stressed to the point of mental illness.]

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[Fourth Proclamation] Review List of Prohibited Books.

2013-04-19T04:06:50Z

Posted by: bloodreign

[Anyone working the graveyard shift or otherwise skulking about may notice a brief flicker passing across the library windows. That's because this sanctum of knowledge has a late-night visitor who has taken great pains to choose an hour when the vicinity should have been vacated.]

[Inside, Asch tucks his lantern into a recess in the wall to partially contain the puddle of light now draping across multiple shelves and sets to work. He's never been allowed an opportunity to thoroughly research this particular subject before - certainly, it's not something Asch would read in the company of others. But now that he's been afforded some privacy, he sees absolutely no reason to continue putting it off. It's not as if he's ashamed or anything.]

[When he finally locates the section in question, Asch pulls down the first hopeful-looking title he comes across and flips it open. In fact, within a few minutes he has browsed several volumes and moved on to reviewing a list of what appear to be symptoms:]

Food Aversion

Dizziness & Fainting

Nausea

Mood Swings

Headaches & Back Pain

Constipation

Missed Menstrual Period

[...And so on. The rest of which clearly do not apply to him.]

[One may also find him asleep at a study table bright and early the next morning. It's clear he dozed off while reading, as a two-page spread currently serves as an unintentional head pillow.]

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ACT I.

2013-04-17T16:17:17Z

Posted by: stealstheshow

[Come one, come all!]

[In the middle of the square, a gaudy canvas tent has been set up in vivid hues of pink, orange, green, and purple. At each post, balloons bob in the breeze. One flap is pulled aside, creating a shadowy mouth, while the rest of the tent walls are littered with flyers advertising tomorrow night's show and various other services - matchmaking, in particular, seems to be a favorite, but also favors, horoscopes, financial advice, tailoring. The works.]

[Many such flyers have been pasted onto walls and poles for good measure (there's only so much room on the tent itself, after all!) and still more can be found tucked into mailboxes and under doors, or wind-skittering along the streets.]

[Beside the entrance, a lone female can be found, heavily rouged and scantily dressed. She doesn't call out to or pester passers-by, but with one hand she opens and closes a small compact, sounding off a persistent clak-clak-clak.]

[Ladies and gentlemen, the leading lady is in. What can she do for you today?]

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Tower of the Abyss?

2013-04-10T03:13:59Z

Posted by: sacred_flamer

[Luke was just going about his usual morning routine; wake up, peal Amnon off his face (seriously, how did the cheagle always end up clinging to his head in his sleep?), shuffle downstairs for breakfast/lunch, and... somehow someone had replaced the cafeteria with something else. It took him a moment to realize that he had to be on the wrong floor, that in his fog of sleep. He grumbled in irritation, turning around to go back up the staircase, only...]

[...no stairs.]

[Luke came awake pretty quickly at that, slowly looking around at this strange little place he ended up in. There was only one response that could come to mind:]

...what the hell?

[[ooc: Luke fon Fabre from Tower of Animus, throwing up a little ADR loving. Enjoy. :3]]

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3 Fonons: The structure of a meeting.

2013-04-09T19:58:11Z

Posted by: glasses_gleam

((OOC: Putting this first so it makes sense. Jade is meeting Guy after planning with Asch here and here. We don't have a specific Guy per say so if you want to step up feel free, more than one would be fabulous actually, and also just because Jade is on his way to meet someone, feel free to hold him up~ The two are also looking for fonists so if you want to be a part of that too, feel free, this can be largely hand-waved, and this post is just for if someone did want to play part of it out.))

[It was early in the day, and Jade was already up and moving quickly along. The eventual goal was the inn, but Jade had also needed to take care of his shopping, stop by the cafe for some food, and of course study more at the library, so it was quite clear he wasn't making the inn first priority, especially since there were so many people to talk to. He'd been thinking hard on the prototype schematics for the fontech he had found and was fairly sure the design was solid enough to keep anyone from dying via fonon-separation. While it was amusing to play with Asch on it seeming risky, this was serious business because he was not interested in sacrificing people for any reason.

At the end of the day though, Jade did have a contingency plan in case things went awry, and it was something he hadn't even discussed with Anise because he knew it wouldn't be well-received.]

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Hello?—Also a Voice Testing

2013-04-06T14:14:52Z

Posted by: mysterical

[Well, this wasn't what she was expecting when she attempted to go to her room back in Yulia City before the final confrontation with her brother. She was pretty sure that that wasn't even Aldurant.]

Excuse me. I seem to have ended up somewhere rather abrupt. Is there someone here that could help me?

[Really, anyone would be nice at this point, as looking around she recognizes nothing.]

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abyssdressing @ 2013-03-23T14:45:00

2013-03-23T21:10:23Z

Posted by: ambassadorasshat

[Hey look, it's a new redhead. Not an especially unique one, compared to his many counterparts, but at least it's easy to tell he's never been here before. Suddenly transporting one from a mountain path to the edge of a town isn't a nice thing to do without warning.]

What the hell just happened? Where did everyone go? Tear, Guy...Anise?

[Okay, so he's been kind of a jerk to his party, but he wasn't expecting them to leave.]

This isn't funny guys, you can't just abandon me!

[No response. He huffs, scowling, then stomps off to go find answers.]

[OoC: AU!Luke, some details are in his profile. I'm still working out the finer AU details, though. Replies might also come from his extra icon account, homofon]

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[Third Proclamation] Hire a New Groundsman.

2013-03-13T15:30:55Z

Posted by: bloodreign

[The warmer weather means the ground has begun to thaw. Here and there, if a person were to stop and look, are signs of spring. A snatch of color here, a hint of life there. So it is that a particular mound of dirt is nudged and overturned by someone's over-polished boot.]

[Asch stares down at the small green shoot for a moment. He doesn't know what kind of plant it is, doesn't really care all that much either, but he guesses it deserves a chance. Besides, if it's springtime already, that means he's been stuck here for way too long.]

Humph... At this rate I really will need a cane.

[The redhead straightens, takes a step back onto the path to head further into town... And that's when it happens. Asch wobbles on his feet, one hand shooting towards the ache in his skull, the other groping for a stationary object to catch his balance on.]

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abyssdressing @ 2013-02-23T14:08:00

2013-02-23T06:25:21Z

Posted by: galddigger

[Anise stopped questioning how and why she kept finding her way back to this place a while ago. All she knew was that it was weird here, because there were always way too many of the same person walking around. Oh, well. That just meant more Guy's to hug, Colonels to hang around with, Asch's to bother and, most importantly, Ion's to protect!]

[Today, though, she finds an old sign that brings back a few fuzzy memories. She grins. Time to have some fun.]

♥ ~FREE HUGS~ ♥
~tips appreciated~

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abyssdressing @ 2013-02-21T22:38:00

2013-02-22T03:45:07Z

Posted by: fonicfraccion

[Oh hey there; guess who decided to show up after so long?]

[There's a certain Luke hanging out in the boughs of a tree, a strange looking bone mask on his face that's in the shape of a G-clef. He's wearing an entirely white outfit with black piping that looks like a cross between his usual outfit and a mad scientist's lab coat. The white isn't as pristine as it normally is, as there are flecks of blood everywhere... probably from the... hand... he's munching on...]

[...don't worry, it doesn't belong to anyone here.]

[As if that weren't enough, he's not actually sitting on a tree branch, though it might look that way at first depending on your vantage point. He's just... floating there, idly munching away on a half chewed finger on his meal.]

...Mm. Curious. I did not believe myself capable of appearing here again.

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[001]

2013-02-18T20:50:28Z

Posted by: techtonic

[Guy has nothing against women. Really! He likes them just fine! It's when they get too close. When they appear out of nowhere and try to corner him - well. You can understand why he'd get a little anxious. "A little" referring to clammy palms, tremors, and difficulty catching his breath.]

[So when a foreign tradition known as Valentine's Day was cheerfully bestowed upon the populace, Guy's survival instincts went into overdrive. It's not that he wants to upset them... It just seems better to keep a low profile until this all boils over. After all, wouldn't it be even more hurtful to cower away from their well-meaning offerings of chocolate than to simply not be around? It's still pathetic, he knows, but there's just no helping it.]

[His plan might have worked out all right, too. Except that a guy's still got to eat. Which is why he happens to be crab-walking along a wall, attempting to stay out of sight from an energetic group of maids while simultaneously trying not to drop his groceries.]

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[Second Proclamation] Create Jobs for Orphaned Replicas.

2013-01-13T03:14:18Z

Posted by: bloodreign

[As it turns out, the town isn't a hallucination or a dream. No amount of puzzling over facts has yielded any useful results. Thus, Asch of Kimlasca Lanvaldear has had no choice but to temporarily assimilate with this place, busy himself, and try to forget about stuffy dinner parties and indignant wives.]

[Lorelei knows he needs it. Sitting and contemplating everything he's left behind would be far too easy to do. Far, far too easy. Damn it...]

[So maybe you're hungry. It might be you're stopping by for a hot chocolate or a bowl of soup to take home and help you thaw. If you happen across the proper business at the appropriate time, you're likely to find Asch stalking solemnly towards your table, his hand poised over a notepad and his hair pulled back out of his face. He might even look like a king...if he wasn't stuffed in a waiter's uniform.]

What do you want?

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the perfect way to start your morning!

2012-12-24T04:21:48Z

Posted by: flamme_sacree

[Those awake at an early hour may notice something out of place. That something is a certain teenager, likely recognizable to many as one Luke fon Fabre, sprawled out in the middle of the street. It's not hard to tell one thing that's different about this Luke -- stretched out as she is, there's no mistaking the femininity of her body, even with her hair almost hiding her face. Somehow, despite her uncomfortable position (as if the hard surface wasn't enough, her right arm is pressed between her side and the ground), she looks to be fast asleep.]

[As the sun comes out, however, she begins to come to her senses. She stretches, or tries to, wincing with a pained whine as her arm scrapes against the ground; a moment later, her attention suddenly brought to her surroundings, she scrambles into a sitting position and then onto her feet.] Wha... Tear? [The name is mumbled as she looks frantically around her, tensed as if in preparation for a fight, although she hasn't thought to put her hand to her sword.] Tear... Tear! [She takes a few steps but stops, having no idea where to go or where she'd be coming from, stops stiffly.] Tear? ...Anise? Anise? [With each lack of response, she seems to grow more unnerved; her hands ball into fists, arms clutched tight to her side.] Ion? ...Jade? Dammit... Tear, where are you? [She curls in on herself a little more, though her eyes are still glancing around frantically, looking for someone she knows.] Where the hell is... this... [That last word fades on her tongue as her eyes lower to the ground, face scrunching in misery.]

[She stands there that way for a while, occasionally mumbling some thought that doesn't quite make it to real audibility.] You... You said you'd take me home... You can't just... Dammit... [And that's likely how you'll find her: hunched over in the morning sunlight, jumping at every noise and staring at the ground otherwise. No one told her anything like this could happen. Hasn't she been through enough already?]

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[005]

2012-12-13T01:35:28Z

Posted by: claim_my_place

[It was about time.]

[No, scratch that. It was long past due, and Asch well knew it. He'd been putting this off for almost a year - or two years, or whatever else people wanted to call it in regards to however they did or didn't decide to keep track of time.]

[The short version was: Asch's hair needed a trim.]

[It wasn't that his hair was dirty or matted or even frizzy, but no matter how much effort went into its maintenance, the strands gradually grew to different lengths, split, and made a nuisance of themselves during training sessions. If things kept up, he'd end up with hair as long as that one female with the paints.]

[And so Asch perched at his balcony opposite the village library, muttering under his breath and examining a collection of ragged ends in the midday light. He could manage the bangs well enough with a pair of scissors in front of the washroom mirror, but the back was a whole different beast. And it wasn't as if he trusted his usual company to cut straight.]

[Asch sighed, turning his attention to the street below. The strangers and the alternates. To think he'd already wasted this much time debating something so trivial.]

[What a pain.]

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Getting into the Spirit of Things!

2012-12-04T08:09:03Z

Posted by: puppet_guardian

[Once Anise and Colonel Jade Curtiss found themselves together and more than in acquaintance in this strange land...Well it didn't take long for them to take out their boredom out on the local people.

They had been told the holidays were coming up which of course meant celebrations of all sorts! Around the city one may catch them doing one of many activities to evoke the populace, whether or not it's their anger is yet to me seen.

Such activities include singing terrible carols in front of popular stores, decoration the area with colored water balloons and throwing snow balls at random people walking by.

Maybe they're getting a little too out of hand with the 'holiday spirit'...]

(ooc: You can chose whom ever you'd like to play with including both of the trouble causers! Feel free to start some trouble of your own♥)

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In which we pretend that self-image is important.

2012-10-20T19:47:06Z

Posted by: glasses_gleam

[Jade walked on as he contemplated. Where was he? He didn't really know, nor care; the nexus had a mind of it's own as of late and he'd seen at least three different versions of Auldrant so far, as well as other places. He just wanted to see a familiar face so he could ask them an important question.

One that could change how the world saw him forever, and it wasn't something he wanted to play at without serious thought and guidance from anyone that could offer him input. In particular there were a few people he wanted to ask since he saw them more than others, and one in particular because they were in a relationship.

Some of the time. Of course he had to hope he didn't find the wrong versions of people, as ard as that might be, he was sure it was possible with only a little effort on his part. The Necromancer couldn't deny he was something of a magnet for trouble.]

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[First Proclamation] Restrict wine consumption.

2012-10-11T18:38:16Z

Posted by: bloodreign

[Tap, tap, tap. That's the sound of gloved fingers drumming on the stone surface before him.]

[Asch had known better, yet for some reason he'd ignored his gut instinct. There must have been something in that wine - drugs, poison, maybe even extracts from those damned Great Rugnican death caps. Whatever the case, he's clearly hallucinating. He was in the throne room just seconds earlier, and now... this! No, he should have just declined attendance, no matter how much of a slight it would have been! But of course, even as Asch runs these things over in his mind, he knows it doesn't matter and he couldn't have skipped the banquet anyhow. Not with the way things have been lately.]

[He isn't sure why he's here, can't determine what's wrong, and it's absolutely vexing. His head's perfectly clear, he's not running a fever - he can walk in a straight line. Well, whatever - there's no use in standing around mulling over impossibilities. At least a dozen guests are waiting for him, and if he doesn't show up where he's supposed to be very soon, Asch can name a few people who are going to be very upset. The thought of that kills any soothing effect being outside might've otherwise had on him.]

This has got to be the most pathetic...

[The most pathetic thing. How does anyone lose a castle?]

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[004]

2012-06-19T19:33:46Z

Posted by: claim_my_place

[Once upon a time there was an Asch.]

[No, no that's all wrong. You all know this story, anyway. The ~~rise~~ fall and re-fall of the grumpy redhead who then got dragged along from world to world, believing his whole planet - perhaps his whole timeline - to be utterly destroyed. Maybe, maybe not. It doesn't matter; that's not the point.]

[What matters is this: on an ordinary and lackluster day in the land of the misplaced Abyssians, this particular Asch happens across a ring. The ring itself he thought he had misplaced and hereafter is likely never to come across again. It's a large ring, gold, with a starburst shape engraved on its face, marked distinctly with a large "L" in the center. He doesn't know the story behind the ring, or even what this "L" represents. All he knows is the ring was given to him for a reason (he guesses) and that it may - perhaps - still work. But how?]

[And so he sits, studying the piece of jewelry held between his thumb and forefinger. It can't be complicated. It probably only takes something stupid and nonsensical to activate it. That'd be just like her.]

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