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alan-barrow:
“I’m sure everything will work out for you, too. I’ll also be here for you, if you need me. I understand losing something you’ve taken for granted is tough.”
“Alright! Let’s get through this together!” Even so, Lucy still had a bit of uncertainty in her mind, although with Alan by her side she felt safe. For now that is.
alan-barrow:
“Yeah…I remember that.” He still remembers how terrified she was back then. Alan looks down at his hand. “I don’t think it the safest idea to experiment with my powers. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned from my line of work, it’s that the route to the truth isn’t always safe. ”
“Though… I’m not really used to dealing with magical shit like this. I’m a little afraid.”
“It’ll be ok. I’ll be here with you! Since you know I’ve dealt with magical poo, hopefully I can lessen your load somehow.”
“Although I hope I can get my powers back soon. I’m not to sure if I could last long without them.”
alan-barrow:
He looks over at where Lucy is pointing.
“That looks like it might be heavy. And what if the knight comes out with it?”
Alan puts a finger to his chin.
“…Now that I think about it, what would happen if I took out a person?”
“W-Wait I don’t know if experimenting with your powers is a good idea. The last time I did that I almost got killed.” Yeah, I’ll never look at a dead person’s dream ever again. It still gives me nightmares.
alan-barrow:
Alan sees that Lucy doesn’t seem very impressed.
“Okay… yeah, maybe leaves are kind of boring and useless, but my only other option was the lion; and large, dangerous animals loose in city buildings aren’t good for the health.”
“How about that over there?” Lucy points to a painting with a knight in it. “Just take the suit.”
alan-barrow:
“Um… all right.”
He walks up to the painting and takes a look. There’s a lion in it. No way in hell is he pulling that out. Alan reaches in and takes a leaf from the purple tree behind the lion, instead. Once his arm is out, he turns and holds it up so Lucy can see.
“I got this neat leaf.”
“Yeah what a neat leaf.” Something more impressive would have been nice though.
alan-barrow:
“Well…true. But wouldn’t it just be easier to carry a sword around than have to find a painting every single time?”
“Unless…maybe it works on photos, too?”
“Maybe you can show me what you can do! Try that painting over there.”
alan-barrow:
“Acash’s, sure. But what am I supposed to do?”
“You can find a painting with a sword or something and pull it out. Then you can FIGHT!”
alan-barrow:
“Acash turns into a crime fighter in a dress when he picks up his favorite pen, and I can reach into paintings and pull stuff out of them.”
“I have no idea what’s going on, but I don’t think it’s just you.”
“Wait a sec, this isn’t so bad! You two could practically be superheroes! Forget about me, this makes fighting crime so much easier! Think of all the things you could do with those powers!”
alan-barrow:
“I’m not sure, but I…I did wake up with weird magical powers this morning. And I know Acash did too, hm…”
“Y-You and Prince Acash?! Maybe it isn’t just me then? What happens?”
alan-barrow:
“You’re not useless, and Ms. de Way would never disown you. Lucy…you’re worth much more your powers.”
“Sorry Detective, I just...this has never happened before. What do you think happened to me? Is it me or maybe it’s something else that’s changed...”
alan-barrow:
“Huh..? Oh…” he says just as Lucy begins to freak out.
“L-Lucy….Lucy, it’s okay. You’re not going to get disowned or lose your job for this. Most people can’t see dreams, anyway.”
“You don’t understand...I-It’s like I’ve lost a part of me, like my vision is impaired or something...having this power for so long I’ve grown accustomed to seeing peoples desires.” She begins to tear up.
“It all seems empty now, like a wall is blocking me from seeing what’s truely precious. I-It hurts. What am I going to do now? I feel....useless.”
alan-barrow:
“O…kay?”
He takes her hand.
“N-Nothing...I can’t see aNYTHING!?” Lucy proceeds to freak out.
“What am I going to do? I’m going to lose my job! Carrie’s going to disown me? I’m going to have to live on the streets and steal for a living??!? How COULD THIS HAPPEN TO ME!!”
alan-barrow:
“What’s wrong?!”
“J-Just hold my hand for a moment. Then I’ll know for sure.”
Event: Magic Switch Up!! 8/2 - 8/8
Okay!! We’re a tiny group but this hopefully goes smoothly!
This first even is going to run a week and what’s happening is all magic users are going to lose all their magic power! No more magic for a week!
In contrast, all non magic users suddenly gain magic!! So if you wanna draw your character in some SWEET fantasy get up go for it!!
The event starts tomorrow, so from 12 am on wards magic powers are flipped!
Please tag any art or posts for the event as ‘#ar magic switch up’ ! Cool!
alan-barrow:
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“Lucy? What’s wrong?”
“DETECTIVE OH MY FLIPPING GOSH PLEASE HELP ME!!”
Don’t be sorry. It’s okay. I’m okay.
[Uses the “r” in liar to spell “apart”]
[Looks down at the word and realizes what it could mean.]
(If I help Papa with his plans does that mean we’ll be apart? ...maybe I shouldn’t help him after all...)
A-Alright.
[Uses the “r” in apart to spell “regret” and cringes.]
“Lucy…” He brushes a stand of hair away from her face and looks at her. “That really means a lot, but….please don’t take all my burdens onto your shoulders when you have enough of your own. It’s not fair to you.”
Alan leans in closer to her, resting his forehead on hers. “Just having you here helps. Waking up from a nightmare and seeing you next to me is a comfort in and of itself.”
“Then let me do this for you. I’ve already made up my mind.” She pulls him into an embrace.
“I love you, Alan. You are the one of the few people I have left. I’ll always be with you, even if I’m not physically here. Just think of me whenever I’m away, can you promise me that? I’m sure you’ve done it already since I was in France and all.”
