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If I might ask, has anyone ever tried requesting the return of a lost loved one as a boon of our fairy hosts?

I do fail to see any reason why they cannot do their precious guests the favor of so much as trying.

[It sounds neatly closed for a few moments. And then Alexia goes back in, as a lazy afterthought.]

While thinking over what I might like from home, if ever I had the occasion to request a token, I merely found myself puzzling over the rules our requests are to adhere to.

[She doesn't sound bitter, no - or really upset, not at all; it isn't really fair to be exasperated when one doesn't know the supposed reasoning, after all, and, well, she hasn't tried and thereby gotten an immediately exasperating response. Peering on the edge of scrutinizing the fact, on the other hand...]

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You really want to drag people you care about into a war just so you can see them? How self-centered are you?!

[Oh-ho-ho...] It is only a person I have in mind.

[That was highly-enunciated. The next is smoother.]

And we would both agree it an improvement from where we left each other.

But, if it can't be helped - very well, then!

Generous though they might appear, our hosts seek our favor for the sake of the shards we are purported to carry. Of what use to them is a loved one if they lack that which makes us valuable to them?

That is a fair point.

[And it honestly isn't escaping her as such.

So she might be the "special" one in even more areas than had been gunned for.]

Odd - though. THat there is no one uniting factor that makes us all "special" that, supposedly, comes with the shard, beyond the shard itself.

Some of us, I can see, are exceptionally intelligent. Physically skilled. Or other. I can see several more as nothing better than simple common humans.

We don't even all come from realities in which there is supposed to be such thing as magic. Yet it's supposed we've been carrying shards from a fairy realm all along.

I did not greatly like the fairies of my own realm. My impression has been little improved by this one. But you are not wrong. There are many here of no great value, save for their shard. But perhaps its presence marks a potential as yet untapped.

[At the very least, Ganondorf's knowledge of boons means that these useless individuals are capable of improving themselves and becoming useful.]

Perhaps.

One which can only be tapped in this realm? [Inflected mostly flatly.] I suppose that would be why nobody without a shard is worth keeping, as far as they should care.

[...This is working its way into something that actually makes the beginning of sense, as far as theory goes; here she was thinking about different magic across realities and the lack thereof in hers, and not as all of the realms having different sciences and different rules.]

Such are my thoughts on the matter. I should like to see one of these shards myself, so that I might see the extent of its power for myself.

[Perhaps if he collected enough, they might equal the power of the Triforce. That would certainly be of interest to him.]

Define "lost."

Murdered. Actually.

[Alas.]

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My condolences.

[though she doesn't sound entirely sincere.]

Perhaps it simply has to do with ancient rules of magic, like how vampires cannot enter the house unless you invite them in.

[Ahh, she don't need no condolences anyhow.]

Ancient "rules", or - ancient physics? If you're going to liken that to the vampire example, that certainly depends on the lore, Miss Sutcliffe.

[See? Let us move on into chatting it up.]

Rules. Physics cannot explain the magic I've seen. [or what's she's wielded.]

And I thought the Unseelie court did not care for restrictive rules. [That wasn't entirely seriously-stated. But there's a bit more seriousness to the next statement. If lightness as well. Thoughtful.]

Even rules are born out of necessity someplace.

Even Unseelie must concede to a few rules, lest it be impossible to make anything work the way you want it to.

Though from your tone...are you considering figuring out a way to break the rules of magic?

I am a genius, Miss Sutcliffe! And I don't suppose where you come from they also happened to use the saying about sufficiently advanced science.

As I'd said to Miss Dalles, it would be work to recreate here what I'd need to work at half my skill level in my usual fields.

So -- until the work can be done -- why not study in a new one? [The lightness is now a bit of a warm, contained brightness. What an idea, indeed - make it a study of exotic science.]

[what a curious human. work to recreate it? there was a simple solution to that--two simple solutions, if she thought about it, but she can't fault them for wanting to do something new.]

And what are your usual fields, may I ask?

[ it's a question she's asked herself on numerous occasions, but alisha knows the answer without needing the monarchs to explain it to her. her voice is soft, if a little sad. ] Seems too good to be true, yeah? [ alisha had wanted to ask for simon, but thought that the monarchs would laugh in her face, and perhaps gift her with nothing at all. instead, she'd opted for a possession that had been of significance to the both of them. it's easier, if they were to decline that request. ] Figured they'd come in messed up. Maybe with amnesia or some shit that makes them forget you. Good things don't happen to those who ask.

I do believe I'd rather my brother was without any memory of me than dead. He wouldn't resist being taught who I am again.

[Without a hint of sentimentality; the conviction she has in it is as factual. And some of the conviction is injected as a little extra press - madame, why go sounding as if you want to be defeatist about it?]

True enough, however. You cannot trust you'll have anything exactly the way you'd want it unless you've found how to obtain it yourself.

[ life sucks etc. alisha's a dark, moody cloud. for a girl who had fought for her stupid boyfriend against his desire to be completely and utterly dumb about the future, she sure seems to have had that fighting bite sucked from her the moment she had wound up dead on the community centre floor. the conviction in the voice isn't lost on alisha. it hits her as a tidal wave would. she isn't sure why, though. it's as though she's become lost in the sea, ready to give up, not prepared to stand up and fight — no matter how literally or figuratively. ]

[ despite the words to follow, her tone is curious and soft. ] You'd really prefer to spend all that time making him relearn who you are? [ it sounds kind of depressing, doesn't it? considering people come and go as quickly as blinking, it seems like a waste of time, to use a boon on someone who doesn't even remember who you are. ]

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