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[inthewood]

(( The face on screen is a young man's with bright eyes and dark curls. Excitement shines through his expression. There's no trace of confusion, only a bubbly sort of eagerness that creeps from his look to his soft voice. ))

I do hope I'm using this correctly. We haven't such devices in my world.

(( How easily he accepts this new world in which he finds himself. It isn't the first time Silver's found himself in a strange land. At least this one resembles home in the most basic of ways. Other than this device, much of the technology he's seen thus far seems the same. ))

It is my understanding that magic fuels this place. I would be much obliged if anyone would be willing to sit with me and discuss your experiences since you've been here.

(( He pauses abruptly, looking somewhat abashed. ))

Ah, forgive me for getting ahead of myself. This is all so exciting! My name is Silver, Henry Silver, and I am a folklorist. I study the magical and marvelous in my world and I hope to do the same now that I'm here. It's always best to play to one's strengths, is it not?

(( Another pause, and the giddy smile returns to his face. ))

I thank you in advance.

Comments

[inthewood]

The people?

(( Yes, he's writing that down. ))

Is that what they mean by creating these kizuna bonds? Friendships and such?

(( Well, friendships and whatever other kind of relationships in which people indulge. He scribbles a few more things in his notebook then turns his full attention back to Jiang Xiaoyu.))

So, it's our connections that make this possible?

[raisedinchaos]

That's right, the people.

[ Xiaoyu gives a bit of a chuckle and shakes his head. ]

That's exactly what they mean by creating kizuna bonds. Friendships, love, and intimacy.

[ Just about any relationship, really, could create a kizuna bond. He had one with Xingchen, his twin brother, and his father. ]

It's our connection that makes a lot of things possible in this place, but yes. It's our connection with those around us.

[inthewood]

That's old magic.

(( Maybe the oldest magic of all. He could hardly say at only twenty-five. though, after being tied to the Hallow Wood for two years, he feels much old than that. That was a difficult time to put it mildly. ))

[raisedinchaos]

It's the type of magic that you'll find in this place, among curses that crop up too.

[inthewood]

Curses?

(( He's definitely more curious than wary. He should be wary. Alas, his sense of self-preservation is under-developed. ))

What manner of curses?

[raisedinchaos]

[ He raises a brow because most would and yet wouldn't want to know. ]

Losing your eye sight can be one. Touch. Taste. This place can throw anything at you.

[inthewood]

(( Silver jots this down in his notebook. ))

Have you, personally, been a victim of any of these curses?

[raisedinchaos]

I have, actually. I've lost my sight to the curses.

[inthewood]

Is that the only thing that's happened to you? (( He says as if losing one's sight is some small thing. ))

[raisedinchaos]

So far. Though, there are many curses and one never knows when or where one will hit.

[inthewood]

I see. I'll look forward to learning more first-hand.

[raisedinchaos]

Don't look too forward to it, it can be pretty hard on those who have never experienced it.

[inthewood]

It doesn't sound as if these curses do any lasting harm.

[raisedinchaos]

From what you've heard so far. Anything can change.

[inthewood]

Do you find this place so chaotic?

[raisedinchaos]

Why don't you allow yourself to experience things yourself.

[inthewood]

No doubt I will, in time.

[raisedinchaos]

Until then, enjoy the accommodations they give you.

[inthewood]

Thank you kindly for taking the time to speak with me.

[raisedinchaos]

You're welcome.