If I blow him a kiss,

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vampirishnight:

She had thought that what she was for fairly obvious. Her wings were impossible to hide in her current attire and she had made zero attempts to hide the fangs in her jaw. However it was possible that she was never exposed to legends regarding her kind. Which wasn’t out of the realms of possibilities.

“I’m a vampire. And before you can ask, no I’m not going to eat you or drink your blood or anything like that.” If anything that was reserved for anyone else she could find. And it still remained to be seen if she still had to continue that practice here. “But for the whole saving the world ordeal, I don’t know. I’m not even sure why I was brought in to handle a human issue. However since all of you dying would be bad for me, I don’t mind helping out a bit.”

Once the cube was presented to her she took a position by Polka’s side. Which gave her a better angle to see what she was doing on it. Patiently waiting for her to pull up the map she was looking for. Once it was presented to her again she examined the map. It wasn’t clear exactly where the room was located. But given how advanced the object looked, there had to be a way to get directions on it. At least something to give context to the map they were looking at.

“It’ll be nice if this thing could tell us where we are so we could know what direction to go in. I would hate for us to walk for hours in the opposite direction. Who knows how big this city is.”

Polka have heard of Vampires before, but what she was told about them was that they were unsightly creatures. Not pretty high-classed maidens. There was a bit of worry over the thought of her sucking the blood of other people, but since she was helping out to save everyone, maybe she could let it slide as long as she doesn’t kill anyone. Though going into a discussion over that would need to take place after they gotten out of their whole ‘lost’ predicament.

A nod was given in response as the Master once again looked at the cube, her eyes staring at it blankly. She was kinda hoping that her servant would understand this more than her.

“Yeah... There must be some way to figure that out.”

Or really any sort of directions on how to properly read this map. To her who was used to just following signs poster on what lies in each direction, an actual map was something she needed to get use to. A part of her hoped that maybe messing with this device more would produce something that could help out more.

Tapping the part of the map where their private room, Polka jumped a little as the cube suddenly started to speak.

“In 20 feet, turn right”

A bold blue line appeared on the map connecting the area she tapped to a red dot. Polka stared at it dumbfounded, not a clue what to make of it really.

“A-ah... It’s alive?”

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eclipsedmemento:

[◑] “Well, uh…” How could Sigma explain that he’d never in his life hear of a place called ‘Forte’? Perhaps it existed, but it couldn’t be very large.

“The Blues Sea…” Sighing, Sigma shook his head. Might as well tell the truth, because he certainly couldn’t see much benefit in lying about this. “In all honesty, I’ve never heard of any body of water called that. Never heard of a Forte, either.”

What sort of odd world had she come from, where Chopin had been a friend, and yet it seemed like the world’s geography had to be incredibly different? How could the timelines seem to have split so significantly, and yet not at all?

The girl was not perturbed or shocked by his reply at all. Actually, she seemed to be happy about it. This was pretty much confirmation of a little theory she had. This man, like Frederic, never heard of any of the locations they went to before, did not seem to know of the Magic Illness, and are from places Polka never heard of. Considering Frederic was never in any other loop, he must of been from a completely different world from her own. A true miracle.

“I suppose that makes sense, I never heard of the places you or Frederic spoke of after all. Thank you, Sigma, I know all I need to now.”

Asking any more questions after she got the answer she was looking for would have felt like she was invading too much of her friend’s privacy.

“Oh, I am sorry, I have been asking way too many questions. If you want to ask me anything, I will answer them the best I can.”

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((One more headcanon then sleep))

((After remembering everything at the Cello tree, Polka has considered a few times to end her life early, possibly preventing the timeline reset. But that thought is quickly shut down, because even if that would prevent the world being destroyed by the Ruined Body, Count Waltz would of had that war with Baroque and continue to poison his own people with Mineral Powder. Since all her friends are considered a part of the rebels and would no doubt try to still fight him and most likely die. She just... couldn’t allow that, it would be countless deaths that there might be a hope of preventing.

So of course the only choice that she knew could guarantee her friend’s safety was to continue the loops and hope for a miracle that could safe everyone. No matter how many times it takes.))

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hanasou:

It was worth a shot. She noted that pause, it was a random question, so she understood that it’d take awhile to process. Or maybe she didn’t have to go to school in her world…? The girl standing in front of Ayano, to her, looked young, questioning her circumstances, but she brushed it off when she answered. 

No, not really. Sorry. Ayano saw the frown and she felt… unhappy seeing it. An instant face of concern fell over her features.

“Ohno! I’m so sorry!”

Polka was caught off guard by the sudden apology, not really sure how to take it. What was she apologizing for? Was education really so important that it would cause someone to react such a way when they find out someone doesn’t really think about it?

It was kinda uncomfortable and confusing having someone apologize to her over something that is not their fault despite Polka doing that all the time herself. 

“I am sorry, it is just... not really something I am allowed to do so I try not to think about it. Sorry, it is nothing you need to apologize for.”

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((Headcanon time before I go to work.))

((The reason Polka continues to use a parasol as a weapon instead of switching to something stronger as things get dangerous is because it is much less likely to inflict major wounds on whatever she is fighting. It is so creatures can run away and recover from their bruises after realizing she is not easy prey. Even when she is fighting other humans she hopes they will just run away, but most of the time her effort is for naught.))

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eclipsedmemento:

[◑] “That’s… uh…” Well, it was hardly like Sigma knew the guy personally, that was sorta impossible. And beyond that, all he really knew were random bits and pieces from boredom wikipedia dives- hardly anything in-depth. Still… he could try, right?

“Well, um… I know he was a child prodigy. He’s famous around the world, and he wrote a lot of music for the piano; over 230 songs, if I’m remembering right. He’s really talented, I’m sure there’s a lot of people who’d be pretty jealous of you for getting to know him.”

There were countless historians who’d be through the roof if they knew this. Hell, he didn’t really know much about music, and even he was still pretty dang excited.

She tenses up a little at the thought of someone being jealous of her. Not once did she ever experience someone being jealous of her, so she wasn’t even sure how to react to such a thing.

“That’s, amazing, I wonder why Forte never heard of him before if he truly is that famous.”

Polka only heard a few of his pieces during their travels together, but she never imagined that he had created that many.  All filled with his love for Emilia, he truly is an amazing man.

“Say, did her ever... Suddenly leave Pa-- er, France? Like crossed the Blues Sea to live somewhere else?”

[songsofgaming]

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((When Polka resets the timeline, she doesn’t die instantly when she hits the ocean. Sometimes it merely breaks the majority of her bones and she ends up drowning instead while suffering from massive amounts of pain.

This is the main reason why she loses the majority of her memories when she goes back to being 4. Since such trauma would naturally be blocked out by someone with such a young mental state.))

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boredoutoftheskull:

   He enjoyed giving folks a small spook from his little shortcuts, but he felt legitimately bad for startling her like that. Sans kept quiet and waited for her to relax before exchanging words. “eheh… i should be saying sorry, kid. scaring you like that ‘n all. but nah, you’re not bothering me.”

   “frankly, i was getting a little bored before you came along. been doing some digging through these books. couldn’t find what i was looking for so i was gonna start looking in this one.” He holds up a copy of  Aesop’s Fables. “i’m not one to usually read these kinda stories, seein’ as i think they’re for kids, but… ehhh i dunno…” He’d rather read sci-fi, but call it habit. He always kept an eye out for other books that would rouse interest in his brother or Frisk. “you can look at it.” He holds out the hardcover copy, beaming now. 

Wow, she never knew a skeleton could have so much expression, or any expression at all really. Honestly, seeing them smile, she couldn’t help but smile a bit in return.

Aesop’s Fables, huh? That title seemed to fit more with bedtime story book then whatever chemistry was. Though she will still accept it, since taking a recommendation is much better than aimlessly wondering around trying to figure out what to read out of such a massive collection.

“Thank you.”

She grabbed the book, being careful not to touch the other’s hands while doing so. Although she never heard of a skeleton catching any illness, Polka still was not comfortable touching anyone she didn’t know whether they believed the Magic Illness to be contagious or not. 

“Um, so what were you looking for? I am not very familiar with this type of place but it is always nice to have some help than none at all.”

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[ispybluesky]

“no one knows what they’re going to get before they draw. that’s why people can have hope for the future.”

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((Since everyone else is doing it I might as well, my discord is rika_code#8337. j-just tell me who you are if you try to add me mmkay?))

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((Headcannon time!))

((I was rereading some of Solfege’s lines, and with what she says at the end, how she thinks that her heart might have been stirred like the sea water with the moon blah blah.

And the way it is said and all the circumstances surrounding Solfege, like her obviously being aware of the timeloops but not seeming to making any effort to change anything. I think she actually wanted the loops to continue, just so she can continue to be with Polka. At the end of Eternal Sonata, Solfege dies along with the rest of Tenuto dies when the Ruin Body escapes.

So she continued to teach Polka the same things that caused her to make the loop, never once trying to help her find a way to escape it, just because she couldn’t her go.))

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reyvateilorigin:

“Ah! Its you!” Switching status from [Lost] to [Found] in less than an hour? Unbelievable! The rabbit in her arms, however, didn’t seem to be doing so good… It was probably best that she set it down, or something.. but Shurelia didn’t know that.

Running this much as made Polka dizzy, so much so that she couldn’t properly make out the rabbit’s condition. Instead of waiting to catch her breath, she held out the bag of celery to the women. 

“I--ah... got the celery! S... sorry...”

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vampirishnight:

It was becoming apparent to her that this girl was a little nervous about something. If she was afraid of her, she wasn’t making that easily known. Communication was going to be important between them, and her being unable to speak freely was guaranteed to cause issues should the two of them ever end up in a bind.

Dropping her weapon, the lance would begin to disintegrate into a fine red dust. The entire weapon vanishing and dispersing into the air before it hit the ground. Relaxing her stance she took two steps towards her. Taking a moment to quickly look over her for anything that stood out to her. Once she was done she brought her attention back up to her.

“You could just call me Lancer if that would be easier for you. You don’t have to trouble yourself with the honorifics. I get that all of this is a little strange so if you want to ask me anything feel free to ask. Asides from that, I’ll be interested in finding out where we are supposed to stay.”

Polka fidgeted a little after returning to a normal position. She had many questions about this, like did the world really end? Was it her fault it ended? Was there something she could have done? There were so many questions she had, but there was no guarantee that this girl would know anything. Seeing as every time Polka tried to think about it her head started hurting.  It might be the same for them.

“Uh, well, if you don’t find it too rude of me to ask, Lancer, what are you? How are we suppose to save the world?”

As much as she wanted answers to the other questions, she thought it might be too much at once. Even if the girl seemed like a noble women, she still didn’t look any older than Beat or March. It might too much to load on someone.

Polka pulled out her Triplicata, to show it to Lancer.

“Huh, as for where we are staying, I thing it is suppose to be said somewhere on this thing...”

Pulling it back towards herself, she started messing with it, trying to figure out how to work it properly. The person who handed her it helped her understand a little through demonstration, but actually trying to handle it was odd.

After pressing a button that looked like a map, she held the device out again to show Lancer.

“I think the place marked ‘Private Room’ on this map is where we are staying.”