| Opening Log

[shadowqueen]

Everyone's waking up at once, covered in bits of rubble, temporarily without abilities and with a lurking headache. The castle looms around them, irrepressibly gray, huge and silent. The only noises are the people, rustling as they extract themselves from their sarcophagi and look for exits along the arching walkways.

Better take a look around, and see if anyone else knows what's going on.

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[stillshinigami]

None taken. [He shrugs and shoves his hands in his pockets, mulling over what they've said between them.]

Okay then. What's your theory?

[slay]

Some Big Bad that packs serious enough spellwork to get its grubby fingers across dimensions.

[stillshinigami]

Spellwork?

Aaaaaand dimensions. Funny how neither of those were in the science text books. [Not that he's ever really read one.]

[slay]

As opposed to all those science textbooks that cover kidnapping with zero memory of how it happened and getting sealed inside an ancient coffin.

[stillshinigami]

Heh. Or maybe they just file it under "Cosmic bullshit."

I just don't think magic really counts as a valid explanation.

[slay]

[ She stops in her stride and turns to fix him with a steady look, suddenly seeming pretty tough for a tiny little blonde girl. ]

Okay. Duo. I'm gonna break this to you in the best way that I can. I get that you, for whatever skeptical reasons, are having a hard time processing this. But, see, I don't have time for skepticism.

This just in: magic's real. And someone's gotten good enough at it to get you and I here, and a whole lot of other people.

Now, my primary interest right now is getting those people home. But, I can't do that while they've got their magic whattamajig suppressing mine. Something science? Can't do. Ever. So, either you jump on board and help me, or I find someone who's a little more in touch with what's going on around them to.

[stillshinigami]

[Way to get him to shut up. He pauses and just listens, his brows raising a bit. Now, that's not to say he believed her per say, but there is the sense that she's at lease being sincere, and completely serious.]

Hey now, that's not exactly fair. I'm eager to get home too, and yeah. I'm skeptic. Who wouldn't be?

How about you explain? First, even if I accept that magic could be involved how do you know that's what it is? And what's suppressing you? How?

I'm happy to help, y'just gotta help me out here.

[slay]

That's what I'm trying to find out. [ Her expression gets more patient, tone level as she goes on calmly explaining after a beat. ] I find out what and how, I can make it stop, and chances are after that, I can get us out. Kinda my thing. Which dials back to the magic thing, which pretty much starts and ends with years and years of experience.

[stillshinigami]

[He didn't really look all that convinced, and part of him wanted to just write her off as crazy considering her explanation was a non-explanation.]

Then it's all on you, is it? If that's the case, what am I even supposed to do?

[slay]

Been a while since I heard that. [ There's a long thoughtful pause. After a year with two thousand new Slayers, being the only one again is serious wiggins. She dismisses it. ] You can start by helping me figure out who's doing this. You do want to get out of here, don't you?

[stillshinigami]

[That's pretty much what she's making it out to be.]

I'm not gonna lie, this is freaky shit.

And I tend to avoid freaky shit-- so yeah. Home is good.

What if it's an 'it' rather than a who? [And really. Seriously. Magic?]

[slay]

What, you mean like big, ugly, spooky monster it?

[stillshinigami]

Which makes about as much sense as every thing else.

Like who he hell knows what 'it' is, it.

[Her clever way of speaking really isn't as amusing as it was before. He just sighs exasperatedly.]

Can you at least tell me what I outta be lookin' for?