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Open Q&A for Maya and Abby
Feel free to ask any questions you like, as many as you like (just not all at once) and I'll answer them in character
Lewd ones are fine for Maya, but no lewd ones for Abby
I will hurt you
This one is also free from shadowban apparently. Not sure what to do with it...
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So... this is like... heaven, yeah?
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Sorry, Wrong Address (Epilogue)
Ishtar had spent a while with Val and Faye today, and was frankly quite pooped. So she made her way to the cafeteria, feeling like indulging her sweet tooth. She stepped into the darkened room. Her bemused curiosity turned into the realization of danger moments too late, however, as the door slammed shut behind her and bolted closed.
A goddess as radiant as Ishtar didn’t need the lights to see. Yes, that’s why she wasn’t afraid, because she could see perfectly fine. She wasn’t at all grateful for the light of a television screen turning on, because it wasn’t needed. Nor was the next. Soon, Ishtar found herself surrounded by televisions. bathed in the white glow of static.
After a moment’s confusion, the television she was facing began to play a recording. The small Ishtar that she had separated from herself so she could spend time with the Masters, sitting atop Faye’s shoulder.
“…If I find out that you hurt her, don’t forget that I WILL end you.”
“I WILL end you”
“I WILL end you”
slowly, each screen showed the same scene, looping the same line of dialogue, the delay such that those four words were all Ishtar could hear. She puffed up her cheeks as she realized what was happening, and Ereshkigal appeared from the shadows behind her.
“You liiiiiiiiike meeeeeee. You can’t deny it any more, you liiiiiiiiiike meeeeeeeeee.”
Ereshkigal taunted Ishtar, who stood there in grumpy silence. She couldn’t deny it, and that was enough to leave her fuming. The only thing she wondered as she suffered her sister’s teasing was how this all got set up so fast.
—
Da Vinci sipped her tea as she watched what happened through the security system. Serves Ishtar right for leaving her room when she wasn’t supposed to.
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A/N: Silly thought I had. Don’t mess with Da Vinci.
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Sorry, Wrong Address (Pt 2)
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Sorry, Wrong Address (Pt 1)
Storage bay 6, currently housing the occupied coffins from the disaster during the first rayshift experiment. It wasn’t highly trafficked, too morbid a reminder to be so close to people you couldn’t do anything for. That suited Val fine, though. She came down here to leave her reports (which read more like a diary) with Olga’s coffin, so that their Director could know what became of her mission whenever they brought her back. It was all she could think to do, considering how briefly they knew each other and how strained their interactions had been.
She didn’t usually consider the other coffins. It wasn’t that she didn’t care. More that she knew she couldn’t do anything, didn’t know any of them yet. Hopefully they would be able to work together once they could be safely revived.
Bang! Bang!
Val was still shaken from her thoughts by a pounding noise somewhere in the room. Warily, she looked around for the source of the noise. She couldn’t find anyone, though.
Bang!
She was listening for it this time. It was coming from her left, among a row of coffins. Still, nobody there.
BANGBANGBANGBANGBANG!
It was right next to her, inside one of the coffins. The coffins that were supposed to have people in cryo-preservation. People that needed special attention before they it would be a viable option to revive them.
Val tapped into her contracts with her Servants, reaching for whoever was closest to contact Da Vinci and get down here ASAP. If something happened to the coffin, they’d need somebody to get things working again, and if whoever in there was hostile, she wanted backup.
After half a minute, Musashi appeared, followed close behind by Da Vinci, After bringing everyone up to speed, Val pulled the emergency release, the servants standing ready to intervene if needed.
The hatch lifted to reveal a brown-haired girl in a Chaldean Mystic Code, blinking at the sudden brightness of the room.
“Finally, I was starting to wonder if anyone was paying attention out there. What’s wrong wi–”
She stopped as her eyes adjusted, seeing she wasn’t where she expected to be. A brief flash of concern showed on her face before her features hardened.
“…Who are you, where have you taken me, and where is my goddess.”
Val looked at her in confusion.
“That’s supposed to be my question, but I guess we can do it like this. I’m Val, this is Chaldea, and I’ve got no idea what you’re talking about. Your turn.”
Anger gave way to confusion on the girl’s face.
“Chaldea? There’s no Val at Chaldea, what are you playing at?”
Before Val could respond, Da Vinci looked up from her tablet and interjected.
“If I may. Val, initial bio scans from the coffin are matching up, this is Faye Artemio, one of the Master Candidates that was being stored. Currently, she seems to be in good health. I don’t think I need to say how drastic of an improvement that is.”
“Wait, hold on a second, Masters being “stored”? You mean…”
Faye leaned up out of the coffin and looked around the room. Rows of coffins lay on the floor, most having a light layer of frost on their surface, confirming her unfinished thought. Musashi, now able to see Faye, took a step forward. A flash of excitement lighting up her face.
“Wait…Faye? Its you! She’s okay, guys, we met back in-URGH”
Musashi collapsed to a knee, clutching her head with a grunt of pain. Val and Da Vinci were at her side immediately, with Faye joining them soon after.
—
“So I can’t say with 100% certainty, but I think I’ve got an idea of what’s going on.”
All eyes turned to Da Vinci, as they stood around Musashi in the infirmary.
“Faye, correct me if I’m wrong, but you were returning from a Rayshift before we found you, correct?”
“Yes…“
“Would it be safe to assume that the goddess you spoke of was a Servant that you contracted?”
Faye’s expression changed to panic, as she had just remembered something dire.
“She was coming back with me! If she isn’t here, is she safe? Da Vinci, tell me Eresh is safe.”
Da Vinci put a finger to her lips in thought.
“That’s a bit of a tricky question. Do you mean your Ereshkigal, or ours? I can confirm that the Ereshkigal we’ve summoned here is in good health, but I can only assume what may have happened to yours. Thanks to Musashi, my working theory is that you are from a slightly different timeline from ours, one in which you were Chaldea’s last Master instead of Val. Likely, something caused you to rayshift here rather than to your home timeline. Likely, the events of your timeline were similar to those of Val, including your encounters with Musashi. Likely as a result of her history of walking between worlds, it seems likely that what is happening to her is just her mind reacting to a bleed-over from having experienced two different instances of the same events. If that’s the case, then I have every confidence that your Ereshkigal is safe and sound in her proper timeline’s Chaldea.”
Faye released a sigh of relief, before the weight of what Da Vinci said hit her.
“Then if this is a different Chaldea…how do I get home?”
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The answer was simpler than expected. Faye had arrived via rayshift, so she would depart via rayshift as well. However, it would take some time to configure a coffin to send her to a different timeline rather than a singularity. In the meantime, they were focused on establishing a line of communication between the two Chaldeas.
“How were you contacting me while I was in Shimousa? That was a different world, wasn’t it?”
“That could certainly work, yes. We would just need to find a way to identify where we are transmitting to. We had used your link to your Servants, so perhaps we could do the same for Faye?”
Faye nodded in agreement, determined to do whatever she had to in order to return home. It took only a few minutes before contact was established.
“Da Vinci, come in, this is Da Vinci, do you read me?”
Faye and Val snickered at the conversation, as both versions of Da Vinci grew increasingly animated about what was occurring. After a few minutes, however, Faye’s Da Vinci broke off the conversation at the behest of a guest just off camera. Val’s Da Vinci stood up as well, and ushered Val out from the room, as a teary-eyed Ereshkigal appeared on screen. Behind her, Val could hear their guest taking a sharp gasp of air.
“Let’s give them some privacy, shall we? I think they deserve it right now.”
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A/N: Well this kept growing. Figured I’d split it off into a part 2, wherein Val and Faye get to, yknow, talk to each other. Inspired by @the-anime-void pondering if the various masters were frozen in each other’s worlds. Thanks to @hasereshdoneanythingwrong for letting this happen! Hopefully this is good!
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Day 1
Kama lazed around today doing nothing. So they haven't done anything wrong either.
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Day 136
Ereshkigal found out that Astolfo and I kissed. She was more surprised than upset, but she said she would prefer if I stuck to cuddling. Fine by me! Astolfo is so soft.
Day 76
I threw my back out.
Abby did nothing wrong.