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Post by Midadol Telamon on Jul 31, 2023 1:39:37 GMT -6
"Still busy savin' the world, then?"
Engineering Prodigy
For just the briefest moment, a sincere smile flickered across Mid's face when Celes confirmed that he would have liked her Dad too. It was only for a second, before it disappeared beneath Mid's usual bravado and chipper mood. She didn't comment further on it, either. Discussing her Dad was far more vulnerability than she planned to share. Especially with someone she had just met, even if she instinctively liked Celes.
"Relax, I were jokin', not like I don't spend half me time covered in engine grease," she pointed out with a smirk. Although she noted that Celes didn't actually ask if inventing showers was possible, so presumably they must have had running water in the Rest. Which was good. Mid could easily come up with something, but plumbing wasn't her favourite science to be involved in. Especially when it came to getting rid of the waste water afterwards...
When Celes admitted her world was destroyed too, Mid paused for a moment, just to process that information. Another person with a destroyed world? Well, that was nearly a pattern, right? Nobody else she'd spoken to so far had mentioned that though. Maybe it was a coincidence.
"Actually, I kinda think this might be my world's fault," Mid admitted as she spoke. "Back on my world, before I came here, there was this god. Called himself Ultima, and he had a plan to destroy our world, and make a whole new one with his power. I mean, he were also plannin' to kill all the humans when he did it, so if this new world is his, somethin' went proper wrong. But seems weird, last I 'eard, we 'ad a big God monster tryin' to make a brand new world, an' now, here I am, on a brand new world," she explained. Sure, it wouldn't explain why all the other people were there. Or why people from other worlds had come there. But who knew what Ultima could do?
"Hey, I'm not sayin' I'm gonna desperately spend my time lookin' for a way back home. Between you an' me, my own world? It were right up the shitter. I mean, the land was dyin' of the Blight, an' we had Akashic roamin' everywhere, tryin' to kill us all. Don't think you got those here. Think zombies, except, more magical, an' right bastards to try an' kill..." Mid explained. "But that don't change that I'm a genius, an' you can't just dump me in a whole new world and 'spect me not to try an' work out what the hell's goin' on," Mid pointed out.
"Yeah, there's a few. 'ope your writin' arm's ready," Mid said, when Celes asked if there was anyone to look out for. "There's Clive. Though he might call 'imself Cid. Or Wyvern. Or Lord Underhill. Or Ifrit. 'E has more names than brain cells, that one. Then there's Joshua. That's Clive's brother. Might call 'imself Phoenix. Or Margrace. Guess that name thing runs in the family, eh? Then, let's see. Jill. Bit posh, probably followin' Clive 'round like a lost puppy. There's Gav. 'e might show up. You'll know 'im when you see him, got a right gob on 'im. An' one eye, which 'elps narrow it down. Dion, 'e's a proper princely type, all reserved an' gleaming armour an' stuff. You see 'im, give 'im a hug from me and watch 'im squirm. Vivian, you'll know 'er too 'cause she'll start lecturin' you on whatever's goin' on almost right away. Try an' stay awake if she does that. If you run into a guy who's organised 'alf the world by the time you find 'im, that's probably Otto. If someone rips you off for a bunch of potions, that could be Charon. Oh, an' if you find a Blacksmith sulkin' 'cause someone showed him a fancy sword, that'd be Blackthorne," Mid finished. "That enough to get you started?" she teased.
"As for the world, we all called it Valisthea. Or, you know, 'the world', given that we only thought we 'ad the one," she finished.
[attr=class,bulk] Celes blinked in surprise at Mid’s theory of how their strange situation had come to pass. It certainly wasn’t the worst theory she’d heard since nearly everyone had one. For the first year or so, Celes had thought everything to be a hallucination brought about by Kefka torturing her mind, and Mid’s theory certainly beat that one.
Everyone had their own overwhelming enemy who could change reality with a thought. Everyone blamed their current state on that one singular evil. But a god trying to create a new world? That mapped much more cleanly onto everything she knew.
”Well…I wouldn’t rule it out. Though Ultima…Isn’t that a spell?”
It wasn’t a spell that Celes herself had learned despite finding the magicite for it. Given the time it would have taken to master, she hadn’t thought it worth the effort at the time.
”I haven’t heard your story before, and trust me, I’ve heard plenty. I wouldn’t go blaming your world just yet, but I’ll add it to the literature.” Celes smiled with a hint of amusement as she tapped the booklets on her desk. She’d need to update them before too long. Adding an entry on this new mad god next to all the other confirmed maniacs with more power than sense wouldn’t be a terrible idea, really.
Mid made sure that Celes was prepared to write before she began listing off everyone she was missing. The girl really hadn’t been kidding about readying her writing arm.
There was Clive. Or Cid. Or Wyvern. Or Lord Underhill. Or…Ifrit? Well alright then. At least she knew how to spell the last one. Next to the names and aliases, she wrote a single description, ’Stupid.’
This Joshua who was apparently the first one’s brother didn’t get any other description except that he also called himself Phoenix sometimes. Apparently these people loved nicknames based on espers. Then there was an uppity woman named Jill without any agency of her own, someone named Gav with one eye, a reserved knight named Dion who apparently didn’t like hugs, a talkative scholar named Vivian, someone competent with planning named Otto, an immoral trader named Charon, and Blackthorne, the thoroughly depressed blacksmith. She wrote it all as fast as she could in exactly those terms, more or less, before writing one more word underneath it, circled and underlined.
’Valisthea.’ That was the one to remember. If anyone mentioned it, she’d know to tell Mid.
”Well, we’ll keep an eye out,” Celes said, wondering how much luck they could possibly have with so many people. Apparently Mid had quite the social circle.
Then again so had Celes even if she’d been more allies than friends half the time.
”I think that should be enough for now. Consider yourself officially hired, Mid.” Celes set the pen down and started putting the extra booklets away. ”You can take any room upstairs that looks empty and I’ll show you Caius’ workbench when you’re ready. Let me know if there’s anything else you need to get started.”
Post by Midadol Telamon on Aug 1, 2023 15:46:54 GMT -6
"Still busy savin' the world, then?"
Engineering Prodigy
Mid gave a shrug when Celes asked about Ultima being a spell. "Dunno. Never did much care for magic, me," she admitted. "People who rely on magic, they tend to end up dead. An' that don't mean nowt 'gainst Bearers, or whatever you want to call them 'ere. In my world, we used Bearers for all sorts. Pretty much covered that. What I din't tell you, is usin' magic, tended to kill the Bearers, in the end. An' it weren't a pleasant way to go, neither. But usin' your smarts, buildin' stuff to do what magic already did for you? That's 'ow you make sure everyone gets to live long, and decent lives," she explained.
And then she paused.
"But, to answer your question, never met Ultima, but from what I 'eard, he was proper full of 'imself. I mean, like most Gods, I imagine. So namin' a spell after 'imself is probably the type of thing 'e'd do," she summed up simply. Maybe she should have taken more of an interest in Ultima's capabilities, but she was too preoccupied with getting the Enterprise working, then trying to get it airborne.
"Nice. Always wanted to be in me own pamphlet," Mid joked when Celes said that she'd add it to the leaflet. "Alright. Great. Thanks, boss," Mid said cheerfully, playfully punching Celes in the arm. "Guess I'll go get settled, then. After that, you can show me this workbench, an' I'll figure out exactly what I can do you all."
