I don't know. I don't know if that's something we can test any more. Not after what happened a couple weeks ago. But at some point, we need to be saying more to each other than what we are right now.
I think too many people are lost on what to do, while others seem to have all the answers. I don't think that means people should be breaking the rules to spread that kind of information around... but we shouldn't have to have something horrible happen for people to bear their hearts and try to trust each other with something that might be difficult to hear.
I don't think we're going to be able to help this place unless we do it together, Rufus-san. And I think people are trying, but... I just wonder if we need to be a little braver about it.
Before the test, you told Lantis that you fight for yourselves.
All but two candidates qualified. The testing place was Tokyo, where you learned of your opponent's plans for Cefiro. You then mentioned that you had killed Zagato.
But before he can answer either way, a bubble pops in the vicinity, engulfing them in tworecent memories (51:22 to 53:38 and 57:10 to 1:00:12) that show her what there's to know about the Underworld's current political climate.]
It's not quite an answer. But her eyes widen slightly as she lets the unfamiliar memory wash over her. An ignorant queen with honest intentions, a revolt against injustice, a demand for freedom, a change forced on one of their own that seemed to alter them immediately...]
Soul... slaves?
[It's not a pleasant term, not one that feels right to repeat.]
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[Her hand drifts back to run through her hair, to where the braid no longer was attached.]
I don't know. Nobody else has mentioned remembering anything.
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How many secrets can we all keep to ourselves before they just start to hurt all of us, Rufus-san?
[It's asked very calmly.]
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I don't know. I don't know if that's something we can test any more. Not after what happened a couple weeks ago. But at some point, we need to be saying more to each other than what we are right now.
I think too many people are lost on what to do, while others seem to have all the answers. I don't think that means people should be breaking the rules to spread that kind of information around... but we shouldn't have to have something horrible happen for people to bear their hearts and try to trust each other with something that might be difficult to hear.
I don't think we're going to be able to help this place unless we do it together, Rufus-san. And I think people are trying, but... I just wonder if we need to be a little braver about it.
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Is there a reason you asked about Eagle?
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[That is not what he meant, but she doesn't seem too horribly concerned for some reason? It's fine.]
You saw the whole thing okay, though? No fuzzy parts or anything?
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[Her expression tightens a little.]
Could... I ask you to remember it for me, then, Rufus-san? As best as you can?
I remember most of it, but... I feel something important about it is gone. There were people missing. And...
I don't understand why I felt so strongly against Eagle to begin with, even though I... I remember the feeling itself.
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I don't... remember why. I remember she attacked, and I killed her... but...
[There never was a reason, was there? So why did she feel so passionately angry, beyond just simple guilt?]
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All but two candidates qualified. The testing place was Tokyo, where you learned of your opponent's plans for Cefiro. You then mentioned that you had killed Zagato.
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I... remember most of that, yeah. I think.
Sol Zagato was Princess Emeraude's high priest, and the one who captured her. Lantis was his younger brother.
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I... what?
[Laughs in memory loss.]
I'm... sorry, Rufus-san, but, um... whatever you said was just nonsense. Are you sure?
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[Her confusion is muddled, but subdued.]
Eagle... looked so sad whenever he talked about Lantis. They were close. But I don't think it ever reminded me of anyone else...
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[She doesn't seem too horribly upset by this, like he just told her he doesn't like the color blue or something.]
I guess so. I've forgotten a lot, lately.
How about you, Rufus-san? Do you still remember about your Underworld?
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But before he can answer either way, a bubble pops in the vicinity, engulfing them in two recent memories (51:22 to 53:38 and 57:10 to 1:00:12) that show her what there's to know about the Underworld's current political climate.]
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It's not quite an answer. But her eyes widen slightly as she lets the unfamiliar memory wash over her. An ignorant queen with honest intentions, a revolt against injustice, a demand for freedom, a change forced on one of their own that seemed to alter them immediately...]
Soul... slaves?
[It's not a pleasant term, not one that feels right to repeat.]
...Rufus-san, you knew that man?
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. . . Which one?
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Tristan. The one you said was a traitor.
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