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[He can attempt it, but the door won't budge! It's like this door doesn't want to open by any means and, at least at the moment, it's stronger than Shu.]
[ Looks back down the stairs, and sits down to take back, sliding on them while sitting down. It's not terribly dignified and he resents that, but how else is he supposed to return? ]
[I personally believe in Shu's ability to do whatever he wants wherever he is, but the door doesn't share my opinion.
At first glance, Shu can see furniture, both covered in dusty old bedsheets and not. There are a lot of things that seem to be made of crystal on some of the old tables that make the room hard to walk in, and even some on the floor, including what looks like an ancient milk jar (full of milk) (this is probably a health hazard). There's a closed chest, the oil lamp and the ruined box of matches, moist books, clothes...]
[He'll have to insist to get it open, but the chest will open with a loud creak to reveal... toys. There are many toys in this chest, how did they all fit in here? They all look worn and... loved, like they were important to their owners at some point.
There is a light blue glow coming from something buried deep inside this chest.]
[ He is very careful, combing through the chest. Antiques must be treated with care, beloved toys even more so. He puts them aside, one by one, looking for the origin of the blue light. ]
[ Ah, of course, after hearing the story he isn't surprised. He reaches into the chest and takes it into his hands, to see if this reacts as like the shining blue he saw in the church. ]
[It's heavy, but Shu can carry it! And yes, just like the last time, his surroundings blur and become something else the moment he touches it.
The current scene takes place back at the forest. A child version of Sol is staring down at his two friends from earlier, who seem to have been hiding together behind some bushes. He looks hurt, and says suspiciously, “I didn’t see either of you all morning. You’ve been here the whole time? What are you doing here?”
Alice and Kirito, his friends whom I'll be calling by name from now on because it's easier, hunch their shoulders and share a look.
“Well, I guess he figured it out.”
“See? I told you. Now it’s all for nothing.”
“It’s not ruined. Here, just hand it over.”
Alice grabs the newly finished wooden sword from Kirito and slips it into her leather sheath neatly—and behind her back.
Then she hops forward toward Sol, gives him a smile as radiant as the sun, and shouts, “It’s three days early…but happy birthday, Eugeo!!”
Sol stares wide-eyed at what she is offering: the sword Shu now has in his hands.
“Uh…it’s…for me…? This incredible thing…?”
Kirito chuckles. “You said the wooden sword your dad bought you is broken, right? So we decided…Look, I know it’s not like the real one that your brother has, but this wooden sword’s better than any you’ll find at the general store!”
Sol reaches out uncertainly and takes the short sword in both hands, then arches his back in surprise when he feels its weight. His face breaks into a smile just as big as Alice’s.
“You’re right…this is heavier than my brother’s sword! This is amazing…I…I’ll take such good care of it. Thanks, you two. This is great…I’ve never gotten such a wonderful birthday gift before…”
“H-hey…don’t cry!” Kirito shouted. Sol rubs at his face, claims that he's not crying, then smiles brightly again.
The scene blurs again, and Shu finds himself back in the room. The sword keeps glowing in his hands, and it feels warmer than before.]
He does not want to think of what could have transpired to cause that happy childhood memory to be locked away in this cold, ruined room. But, of course, this place seems to operate on dream logic. It is possible nothing did.
He tucks the sword into his obi to carry it, as he begins putting the other toys away, with just as much care as he had initially taking them out. He would not like to see these, too, become ruined. When he is finished, he shuts the chest. ]
[Even tucked, the sword is still glowing. And Shu will find that the closer he gets to the stairs and the frozen door, the more it seems to radiate warmth.]
The poor sword simply makes a dent on the door. For a moment, it looks like nothing will happen.
However, once enough time has passed for concern to start kicking in, the sword glows bright again and the dent widens in response, opening a hole in the door. Soon, there's enough space for Shu to pass through! (with some effort)
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Also, let me know if he needs hints, because this room is very happy to host Shu and keep him safe from harm. ("Safe" from "harm")]
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or after if he can do it from a distance, Shu probably remembered afterwards anyway ]
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Class: 3̵̒̿
Durability: 3000/3000
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now he returns to the first room to inspect it. With his eyes first, not this video game nonesense of stat windows. ]
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At first glance, Shu can see furniture, both covered in dusty old bedsheets and not. There are a lot of things that seem to be made of crystal on some of the old tables that make the room hard to walk in, and even some on the floor, including what looks like an ancient milk jar (full of milk) (this is probably a health hazard). There's a closed chest, the oil lamp and the ruined box of matches, moist books, clothes...]
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There is a light blue glow coming from something buried deep inside this chest.]
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The source of the light is a short sword of platinum oak, in a sheath with a white dragon stitched on it.]
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The current scene takes place back at the forest. A child version of Sol is staring down at his two friends from earlier, who seem to have been hiding together behind some bushes. He looks hurt, and says suspiciously, “I didn’t see either of you all morning. You’ve been here the whole time? What are you doing here?”
Alice and Kirito, his friends whom I'll be calling by name from now on because it's easier, hunch their shoulders and share a look.
“Well, I guess he figured it out.”
“See? I told you. Now it’s all for nothing.”
“It’s not ruined. Here, just hand it over.”
Alice grabs the newly finished wooden sword from Kirito and slips it into her leather sheath neatly—and behind her back.
Then she hops forward toward Sol, gives him a smile as radiant as the sun, and shouts, “It’s three days early…but happy birthday, Eugeo!!”
Sol stares wide-eyed at what she is offering: the sword Shu now has in his hands.
“Uh…it’s…for me…? This incredible thing…?”
Kirito chuckles. “You said the wooden sword your dad bought you is broken, right? So we decided…Look, I know it’s not like the real one that your brother has, but this wooden sword’s better than any you’ll find at the general store!”
Sol reaches out uncertainly and takes the short sword in both hands, then arches his back in surprise when he feels its weight. His face breaks into a smile just as big as Alice’s.
“You’re right…this is heavier than my brother’s sword! This is amazing…I…I’ll take such good care of it. Thanks, you two. This is great…I’ve never gotten such a wonderful birthday gift before…”
“H-hey…don’t cry!” Kirito shouted. Sol rubs at his face, claims that he's not crying, then smiles brightly again.
The scene blurs again, and Shu finds himself back in the room. The sword keeps glowing in his hands, and it feels warmer than before.]
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He does not want to think of what could have transpired to cause that happy childhood memory to be locked away in this cold, ruined room. But, of course, this place seems to operate on dream logic. It is possible nothing did.
He tucks the sword into his obi to carry it, as he begins putting the other toys away, with just as much care as he had initially taking them out. He would not like to see these, too, become ruined. When he is finished, he shuts the chest. ]
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The only question is if he needs to reroll, as he ascends the stairs to the door. ]
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However, once enough time has passed for concern to start kicking in, the sword glows bright again and the dent widens in response, opening a hole in the door. Soon, there's enough space for Shu to pass through! (with some effort)
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