AEFENGLOM INBOX

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Hakuno Kishinami (Fae)
Fate/Extra CCC

( CODED BY BOOTYCALL )

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march 22

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Hakuno

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Yes? Who is this?

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[ there's a long sort of. pause. ]

It's Eren.

un: jaeger

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[ he's no longer krueger, for the record, ]

Are you doing anything later today?

un: hakunon

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[Eren why do you keep doing this.]

Maybe? Who is this?

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Sorry. It's Eren.

Jaeger's my last name.

June 5th - un:ma

[stopfen]

Hey. Did you ever find a way of dealing with the dust?
My shell has started falling off and it's leaving chunks of the powder everywhere. It's a pain in the ass.

[Ladylike...]

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[There's a limited number of fae she knows so... this is easy enough to puzzle out.]

I have a nice lotion and body scrub that I use. It sort of gloms everything together and then I just use a lint roller on the carpet or sheets or whatever else needs tidying up.

[stopfen]

[Hakuno, you've spoken to her on the network, she doesn't change her name.]

And it didn't just fall off in lumps?
It's a different colour where it's fallen off.

[There's a good, solid few moments before another message comes through. Hesitating. But Hakuno is a fae too, it's fine, right.]

Have you eaten any bugs?

un: jaeger

[usurpers]

We need to talk.

un: hakunon

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[UH.

That’s... alarming to read!]

That sounds ominous. What’s up?

[usurpers]

How is it ominous?

✆ voice ✆

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✆ voice ✆ (! now in the right place, lmao)

[gilgamess]

Have you been keeping away from the flowers, mongrel?

[ that pause will just allow her to contemplate an answer. ]

It is spring in the Wilde, so you know those farmers may punish you if you begin eating holes in their crops.

Well, it is good for you that I am back. Without me, some Masters end in darkness forever, whether it is in a garden or beneath those sakura trees.

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[It takes a moment, for her to respond.

When she does speak, it's with the same soft, wry voice as ever.]

I've heard a lot of things come out of your mouth, but I don't think you've ever called me a thief before.

[Another, briefer pause.]

Welcome back, Gilgamesh.

voice-->video

[gilgamess]

Am I calling you a thief? Perhaps I am merely calling you gluttonous.

[ that old expository, grander-than-thou tone gradually resumes -- to a point. ]

For one of your kind to act as nature dictates... that cannot be called thievery.

[ and Gilgamesh can only imagine what transformations Hakuno has undergone since he last encountered her here.

there is something disconcerting in that... not so much that her body is changing along with the Moons, for that is to be expected, and as his Master would observe, she has been through more serious changes in her short life, but what is disconcerting, rather, is that Hakuno is maturing at all.

what changes have occurred that have moved her beyond her long infancy? Enkidu spoke as though they have had little in the way of adventure here. what of Hakuno? is she living an ordinary life, has she become more bestial as a Monster, and does she still court trouble? that Master of his... she is not exactly an action heroine by nature and spirit, but she does have a tendency to be swept along with the currents, and she tends to stir eddies of her own.

anyway... somber reminisces aside, he continues -- ]

Tch, well, now that I am back, I shall not allow you, nor any in my house, to be shabby. Not one whit, not one hair, shall be out of order: that is an AUO dictate! Do you understand, mongrel?

[ aaaaanddd Gilgamesh switches to video, so Hakuno can see his broad, sharp-edged grin. ]

Now, what of those lesser mongrels, hm? [ he blinks. ] The cat... the dog... are they still within your possession?

[ first things first, he has to ensure all the house is in order. ]

▻ video ◅

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✉ mail ✉

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correspondence beginning feoveuer 16

[foundfamilies]

[Leslie might not have a seal, but she did close the envelope with sealing wax. The space where a seal might normally be is just blank, suggesting she just pressed it in with an undecorated cylinder of some kind.

The letter inside is handwritten, but you'd be forgiven for thinking it was produced by a printing press at first glance. Leslie's cursive certainly isn't perfect, with enough flaws to recognize it as a human's work, but it's way neater than one might expect from a child. Each letter is a very close copy of all others like it and her lines of text are almost straight despite being written on unlined paper. One major flaw, though, is that there are a couple of faint food stains on one corner.

This is her first attempt at a letter and she's nervous about it, so it might be a little dry as she tries to imitate what little she knows about letters.]

Dear Hakunon,

I hope that you are well. I write this on the afternoon of the 16th of Feoveuer. It is a sunny day, as I imagine it is for you as well. [She has yet to learn about the Wilde's weird opposing seasons to within the walls.] I have been entrusted with the care of a small black dog named Cezar, as his owner, Mr. Hector, is accompanying you on this journey. Cezar has been a most energetic companions and I have enjoyed his companionship when walking through the Haven. I am currently at DiplomaTea as I write this letter and have procured tea and cookies. [The identity of the food stain is perhaps discovered.] I do not know if this letter will reach you before the end of the expedition, since it is said that you will be traveling far into the Wilde, but I hope that if it does, it will be a pleasant surprise on your journey to remind you of the city and the friend who awaits your return.

Respectfully yours,
Lissy

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[Hakuno sends her own letter back in the same, slightly edited envelope, with the wax remelted and Hakuno's half of the friendship necklace embossed in it. The paper she writes on appears to have been torn from a notebook or journal due to the ragged edge on one side.]

Dear Lissy,

I am very well, so far. I am familiar with both Hector and his cute Cezar, and hope the two of you are having fun together. I write this letter by the campfire, as we have stopped for the night. I wish I had thought to pack cookies for myself, but I suppose I'll just enjoy them that much more when I return.

The weather isn't what I expected, but I'm enjoying myself, so far. These are some of the things I have seen so far:

[The rest of this side of the page is a collection of sketches, of trees both sickly and healthy, of odd creatures, of Cwyld-ridden flowers and freshly-cut paths.]

This was in fact a very pleasant surprise, and I can't thank you enough for it.

Please take care, until we meet again.


Your friend,

Hakunon

[foundfamilies]

[The seal with the friendship necklace charms Leslie very much, so her return letter is sealed similarly. There is also a blank sheet of paper in the envelope since it seems like Hakuno doesn't have as easy access to paper.]

Dear Hakunon,

Thank you very much for the illustrations. I expect that it will be a long before I might even consider entering the Wilde, so this gives me a view of a place I may never see. It is a shame that something so beautiful is doing so much harm to this world.

[Without being able to see the effect the Cwyld is having on the health of the flower, Miss Shadow Lover here thinks that the infected nature looks beautiful with the shadows draped over everything.

There's a doodle in the corner that is difficult to distinguish from an ink splotch. Unlike Leslie's very precise and practiced letters, her drawing skills might correctly show that she's drawn something maybe once or twice in her life, and that years ago. It might be possible to guess that Leslie was attempting to copy Hakuno's drawing of the infected flower if one looks at it very closely.]

It is good to hear that you are doing well. I would send cookies along with the letter if I believed that they would survive the journey.

Since you were pleased to hear from the city, I will describe my more recent activities. I spent a couple of days visiting Sir Lorenz. He is an acquaintance of the people I am living with and offered to be a friend. He has six cats at his house, who are all very cute. I continue to have fun with Cezar, though he took up a lot of my time during the visit to keep him occupied. I think some of Lorenz's cats do not appreciate his attempts to play with them.

I have still been able to spend time with all of the cats, however. The one I know the best is Claude, who was at DiplomaTea's kissing booth, but the others are also very cute. Leonie is a mother, and then there's Ignatz, Raphael, Lysithea, and Hilda.

[There are some vaguely oval blobs drawn below this, labeled with the cat names. It would be difficult to even get an idea of their relative sizes out of this, but she tried.]

It has otherwise been a quiet week. I hope that it is the same case in the Wilde. Please take care, until we meet again.

Your friend,
Lissy

mon—i don’t know how to spell it, christmas

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[ this package, and its contents, don’t really need a note once it’s opened. inside hakuno will find a casual dress. black stockings come with it, and the entirety of the outfit seems enchanted to withstand the winter chill and warm up the user if they want to wear it now. it also happens to be intricately bedazzled by . . . ah, yes.

upon closer inspection, the details are made with a dragon’s scales, placed to match the colors of black, purple and more heated hues with the fabric’s natural woven design. the dress is heat resistant and can certainly take flames without burning, if she ever tried it. she’d know who the scales belong to. ]

Modranicht gift

[thejoyrider]

[On the day of the holiday, a plate of homemade cookies and a sample of herbal tea mysteriously appears on her doorstep. The wrapping is decorated with a fresh lily flower (actually a Fae magic product, designed to fade away from existence in a few hours. Fellow Fae will see through it easily but it’s not supposed to fool anyone, just look cute) and a ribbon. The attached handwritten note reads as follows:]

Happy Modranicht! Let’s have another great year here in Aefenglom!

M⚜️

audio but action later - early jan?

[stopfen]

[Mikasa liked her new job. She really did, sure it wasn't really a big deal. But it was helping people, making a difference in a way that didn't involve stabbing people. At the end of the day she didn't sit and wonder why the world sucked.

Except on days like today. Where she'd been let off of work early because the boss had a Task. A task that fae were needed for. Generally speaking, the local fae hid and weren't too keen on trying medicine to cover one of their many weak points. That'd put them at risk of giving away their secrets.

So trying it out on Mirrorbound fae was a lot easier. And the apothecary owner had one fae to test on, Mikasa, her employee who just wanted to learn. So Mikasa had been given a few vials of the potion and instructions to find more fae.

'You need more than one test subject'

And then Mikasa was left to her own devices.

Which meant hitting up the network. Hakuno would find two messages, the first being just a blank recording and a small noise as Mikasa gave up. Then a second with an actual message.]

Hey... [Hesitant. How to word this?] You know how we get drunk easily? Someone made a potion so we don't. So, do you want to test it with me?

[She'd never get a job in advertising, that's for sure.]