trustfell | everybody, put your hands up; yes, flying

[ You know what this murderschool needs? Party games. She talked about it with Tarrlok during the afterparty and today's the day she's going to host a game of truth or dare. After that unpleasant little motive, she's sure a lot of people are going to appreciate a distraction. She's a little too old for this, but watching each other perform stupid dares should be entertaining.

So during the day, she writes a bunch of notes and slides them under everyone's doors. One also goes up on the fridge. ]

Are you looking for a distraction after yesterday's incentive? Are you just bored?
Come to the dining hall at 6 pm today!
There will be food and we'll be playing truth or dare!
- Chie Hori

[ As promised, there's food! The main attraction here is the build-your-own-parfait bar, but there's a nice assortment of other things too - yakitori made by Kyrie, Fern's mac and cheese, Sayaka's curry, plus a tea/coffee bar courtesy of Weiss. There's also a few bottles of booze Chie grabbed from the bar. Drink responsibly, please.

Have fun playing truth or dare, everyone! Remember, you can refuse a truth or a dare if you want to, but then you'll have to drink one of the shots of hot sauce Chie has prepared. Unless you're being asked to reveal what's in your envelope, then you can refuse without punishment. ]

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That is no small feat. The dragons I have met are all strong creatures I would not want to face alone.

[Her expression is full of respect for the other woman.]

By the time I met her, I had little choice.

[Which isn't to say that it wasn't difficult, but... She always feels a bit strange accepting praise.]

Now it's my turn to ask, I suppose. Truth or dare?

Understandable.

[Fleeing is not always a viable option.]

Very well. I will choose truth as well.

[Just as Milla did, Adelina decides to ask something about the information listed in her profile.]

What kind of spirits does your world have, and what makes you especially fond of them?

Let's see... my world is full of both Greater and Lesser Spirits. I, Maxwell, am considered a Greater Spirit, because I maintain a semblance of order among the world.

Lesser Spirits are elemental beings that are capable of forming pacts with humans in order to allow them to cast spells known as spirit artes.

I am personally familiar with Undine, Efreet, Sylph, and Gnome who have looked over me for a long time. They are my allies and, I suppose humans would say they are like family to me.

[Her fondness shows easily enough-- like a parent bragging about their children's accomplishments.]

Ah... So you yourself are a spirit?

[She didn't expect that, and she bows her head; somehow, she feels the show of respect is needed.]

Maintaining a semblance of order in the world... It seems a difficult position to hold.

Yes, although my vessel is human.

[She's not unfamiliar with those who treat her with great respect but she's never felt it was necessary.]

It is a difficult task but it is a duty that I take great pride in. I wish to help provide for a wold where humans and spirits can continue to co-exist peacefully, because I care deeply for them both.

[But if she wants to provide for that sort of world, then that must mean it does not yet exist, Adelina thinks. There's a small, thoughtful frown on her face.]

Have there been tensions between the two groups previously?

Unfortunately certain machines that were created to help humans advance in certain fields-- healing, for example-- were only able to function by using the lives of spirits to power themselves.

While I'm sure the humans responsible did not do it with malicious intentions, I could not allow spirits to continue dying that way.

But now... there are people looking for safe alternatives. I'm sure humans will manage to surpass what even they believed was possible.

[Her fondness for humans is also very strong. She has a great deal of faith in them.]

...I am truly sorry to hear about your comrades. I hope a solution is found quickly, and they stop relying on those harmful means of advancement.

[There's sincerity in her voice as she says that.]

Thank you. A friend of mine is working on it now-- I have no doubt he won't stop until he's found an answer.

[She truly appreciates the concern. But she believes in Jude-- so there's no need to dwell on painful things.]

But heavy subjects behind us-- shall we continue the game?

I am glad.

[And then she nods.]

Of course. Truth once more, I think.

Very well. What are your favorite foods?

[Milla Maxwell is a girl who really loves food okay.]

[Her answer is immediate.]

Blueberry tart is my favorite of all. As for others I enjoy... Roast pheasant is delicious.

Ah I see-- I have never had a blueberry before. I assume it is some manner of fruit?

[Is this a way for her to determine new things she needs to eat? Yes probably.]

Yes, it is. Blueberries are less tart than raspberries or blackberries, if you have tried either of those before.

[A half smile.]

If I knew how to cook, I would gladly make you one. They are delicious.

Where I come from, our most popular fruits are napples and poranges.

There may be recipe books in the library-- while I have a chance, I'd like to give it a try.

[It may be her only chance to try something with these fruits.]

...I have heard of words similar to those. Do apple and oranges have any meaning to you?

And by the by - truth or dare?

everybody, put your hands up; yes, flying – imagine it like that!

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