lostcarnival | ⇨ THE ATHENAEUM

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⇨ THE ATHENAEUM

Who: Everyone!
When: Day 47 - Day 58 ish
Where: The Athenaeum
What: The carnival arrives at book world. First week, they'll be performing for magical manifestations of book characters. Second week, it's time to hunt (for books, in the library.) Around Day 58 some stuff will occur.
Warnings: Reading is mandatory.

FAERIE TALES↴

Though the carnival will be performing for its guests in the first week, they are welcome to search the Athenaeum while they are off duty during that time. The manifestations of story characters will be out in full force during performance week, with animals, people, objects, and even locations growing out from various tales. Most are distracting at worst, and will be curious to check out the carnival. Some, however, can be as dangerous as they were in their stories of origin. You know what to do.

► IT'S TIME TO ROLEPLAY: The best way to deal with book ghosts is to follow their narrative to its logical conclusion - turn the tables, work the story so it ends in your favour! Naturalistic and narratively satisfying plotting will have the manifestations following your lead. However, push too hard and introduce too many plot holes, inconsistencies, or illogical plot twists, and they will reject your reality utterly, becoming quite aggressive in the process. You can also use your natural abilities and powers to fight them in a traditional sense, but in the Ringmaster's experience, it's best to fight reality benders by bending reality right back at them. If you aren't careful, it's possible to be dragged fully into a story's reality, and then things get really messed up.

► IT'S ALSO TIME TO READ: The carnival came here for a purpose, and that purpose is to research. Specifically, the Ringmaster is looking for information on the Queen's Miracles - the set of ancient fae artifacts that the Blue Rose is one of. The carnival needs these artifacts to defend itself, but nobody knows where they've been for thousands of years. That's what the books are for. However, nothing is stopping you from pursuing knowledge for personal reasons. The halls are open to your perusal, and only your heart can guide you to the book you truly seek. Check the plot post to see what's allowed, and sign up to find plot info or other important game information below.

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Reira, more figuratively speaking than anything, has been following her heart all over the Athenaeum. Whatever book seemed to catch her eye, she pulled out and looked over, or at least started to look over and snapped a bunch of pictures. Now however, she's not really feeling any particular tug-she just has a book in her arms, and figures she might as well start reading properly.

It is seeing Tyki that makes her decide it would be nice to read in company-it's pretty obvious however, that he's sleeping. She peers around the bookshelf, her eagle peers around, her giant bear of a daemon Also peers around...

....and, she makes a small 'shhh' motion, slowly taking a seat around the corner.

And then shuffling a foot or so closer to the nap zone.

And then closer.

Closer.

Her goal is to just sit against the chair and read there, without waking up Tyki.

What will probably happen is Tyki waking to a child slowly shuffling over and reading a page of a book between movements. She's Trying.

There's a lot strewn around Tyki's form as he dozes there in that chair. A drink to the side, his bag laying there with a few books rested against it. There's his music, a few notes on hearts in general, a couple of sandwiches and of course a small bag of candy.

As Reira approaches his Tease will flit into the air a little more rapidly and then move down onto Tyki's shoulder. It waits until it climbs up towards his neck and starts to flit its wings in a light buzzing. It takes him a small moment as his eyes open lazily. He rubs at one eye with his fingers lightly brushing against the butterfly to quiet it gently.

That's when he spots Reira being cute again, "Mmm, that's interesting, whatever you're doing?"

Oh no.

Busted.

Reira promptly freezes, looking every bit the girl caught with one hand in the cookie jar-though this time, both hands are on a book, and it's instead one leg that's sort of awkwardly half moved to start another shuffle.

It is quickly pulled Back. "UMN-!! ...I just wanted to read here, but you were sleeping..." And now you're not.

Boooooooo.

His brow lifts slowly into the air at the way she's positioned, taking in everything that is doing from the way she shuffles to the way she sits. It's wary and he can't understand why. Kids will always be kids and he's very fond of them. Then again, Reira often missed the subtle signs of something dangerous or aggressive. She often relied on the feelings she got from others to direct her path.

"You're not intruding. I can go back to sleep if that would make you more comfortable," he says with a calm and inviting voice.

Well. Admittedly she was just trying not to wake him because it'd be Nice that way. But oh well. She's not shuffling now at least, just getting up and sitting right up against the chair this time. If he's going to be awake, then she's not wasting time now!

"Mnh....if you're awake now, then...you're just awake now, I guess," she determines, setting herself up with the books again. "...I just thought waking you up would be mean..."

"Are you ever selfish?" he responds with genuine curiosity. It's okay to indulge, Reira. It's called being human. She looks so distressed and he's not judging her for it but it's still cute.

"I don't want to impose but if that is all it is, then you're right, I guess I am awake," he says through a soft amused tone.

"Eh?" ....As much as the answer is a Terrifying Yes (children, do not wish murder on your so-called replacements-), she doesn't really think of the answer at all. Instead she simply blinks, before shaking her head.

"Mnh, it's not 'imposing'," Reira insists, only half understanding what that word even means. "I'm going to still sit here and read, you'll just be able to read too now instead."

Ta-daaah.

He really should straighten back up now that he has company but he can really be bothered to. His head does crane sideways into his arm and he folds onto his side in that lazy chair. He does peer down at what she's reading with a little bit of curiosity.

"If you insist, little one. Got anything good to read then?" Does it have anything to do with Hearts?!

Fortunately, Reira really couldn't care less about how Tyki is sitting right now. She just presumes however he's sitting it feels comfortable.

As for her book...ahhh...

"It's called...'Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There'," she reads, moving to look over the cover. "...It makes me think of faerie things." It's certainly odd enough at least.

He's content with company right now and he'll reach into his bag with a lazy gesture to pull out the confection candy he always has on him. He holds it out in front of her with a wiggle.

"Alice is a pretty name," he comments quietly, "Pretty, magical, not ordinary?" Faeries always made him think of pretty woman with wings. He's glad that perspective is successfully shattered now.

"Everything is weird but makes sense to the people who live there," is her immediate reply, her eyes already glued back to the book despite talking. "Lots of things are 'tricky', and don't make a lot of sense to Alice-but all of the people and things inside the mirror, in Wonderland, talk about it like it's normal.

"...Faeries do that, I think." That's a fair leap, when the fae she's experienced thus far are either the Prince-who had been described as 'odd, for a fae' to begin with-and the Ringmaster, who definitely seems to assume things to be obvious, far as she's concerned.

"Confusion comes natural in a place unknown to someone. You mean Alice is visiting that place?" just so he understands her properly. Weird isn't a word he would use normally but that is because he found things odd or quaint more than anything.

"I'd have to agree with you on that." He drops the candy near her and reaches over towards a stack of books about Hearts and plucks one called the Perfect Heart to flip it open. "Is that what you enjoy? Fantasy?"

"Yeah, but it's more than confusion. It's stuff that's not supposed to work in most places." Which doesn't really sound like much of a defense, but she Knows what she Read, okay.

"She walked through the mirror and found 'Wonderland'-but she didn't mean to go there...so I don't think it's a visit."

That aside, she tilts her head. "....I don't know. ...I just started reading it."

Child.............just be a child for once....

"You mean the rules are different where she is than what would commonly happen in a normal world?" Sounds like a neat book actually, "When you are done with that I would like to borrow it or maybe you can read it to me sometime." Just for a fun, cute activity.

He laughs softly and he really doesn't mean to. Sometimes this kid was just not a kid, "Alright, alright. You tell me after you finish it then."

"Yeah. Faerie things only make sense in Faerie places, sometimes. So it's like that." But also- "...You want me to read it?" Out loud???

She hasn't done that before. Or ever. That seems really intense, actually, and-

"Um-! Okay! ...I'm only reading this one here though," she decides, nodding. "...If I read everything... ...I won't have time to read EVERYTHING that I liked..." To further explain, she pulls out her camera from one of her pockets. "...I'm taking pictures of pages instead. ...Then I can have those books."

"Ah, now I'm getting why you were referencing that. It's like with the Ringmaster," he says like that was suppose to make sense all along and he just didn't get it. "If you want. Or you can pick out another story for later."

He's watching her for any subtle clues of unease but she rarely shows that kind of thing unless she's frightened or in pain, "That's kind of clever actually. If I knew how to work mien properly I probably would too."

Well OBVIOUSLY it was always supposed to make sense, Tyki, but don't worry, she understands.

Most of Tyki's words however, are shuffled aside in her mind for the important bit. Namely the bit about the camera.

".................You don't know how to use it?"

Does she get to teach someone else a thing!?

No, he's not sure she understands at all that her words sometimes take a bit to understand. Thankfully, Tyki does understand.

He blinks small at her words and he has to remember just how much he has revealed to her, "I come from the year 18xx. I've found I take more pictures on accident then on purpose. At first I thought I wasn't holding the button down long enough or that I had forgotten something. I know to charge it when the little bar gets less filled." He even has a printer that comes with it.

(She definitely doesn't)

Another thing she doesn't totally understand, admittedly, is this importance of Years. Though she does grasp rather quickly that it's not the same as the camera she's using right now. "...Oh! You're using one like...the one you gave me," she realizes, nodding.

"I'm using this one..." she explains-holding her polaroid. "...You click the button, and a card comes out... ...and then you watch the picture appear," she explains, showing off the rather bubbly looking device.

He digs into the bag hanging off the side and pulls it out with a little bit of a wiggle. For a kid that grew up only in her world with possibly little to no education, or at least he can assume her life has been slightly different than most, she probably doesn't understand at all. He holds it out for her to take if she wants and leans down to look at her camera.

"In my world, a 'camera' was a medium sized box you would expose to light. It had no buttons or contraptions. You removed the cap, stood still, then put it back on and developed it later. Sometimes powder and ignition would cause a flash to brighten the area.

"Ahh..." Woah. Now that's certainly a thing. She'll make the 'trade' for a moment, pouring over it with wide eyes. "Oh... ...So, then...you got me a camera...but you didn't get a new one for you?" she concludes, blinking a bit owlishly.

"...Why didn't you want one? ...For things that aren't always sitting still?"

"It's why I got this one. I was told it was relatively new. I can't seem to always work it correctly in any case." It's a simple digital camera that any modern kid might understand. Tyki does not, sadly.

"This kind of technology does not exist in my time. Humanity has not progressed that far. Even a hot shower doesn't exist. A bath is usually drawn from someone heating water then pouring it into a tub. A camera of this type does not exist. Even basic light sources are candles at night. The lightbulb was rather new."

"Mnn." Reira is presently turning it on, and turning it toward Tyki, so.

"....That doesn't mean you can't learn about things though, right? ....I didn't have those things until I met my 'mom', so..."

Not the camera, not the tub...maybe electric lights were a thing, but not Often. Power outages were more the norm there.

He's not stranger to being on camera and when it is turned towards him he'll raise a brow and look at it.

"Met your mom," he repeats with a hint of displeasure. Again, he's reminded how estranged Reira is even if it was never a bad thing. "It is in our nature to learn through time. I have been enjoying exploring new options. It's nice."

"....Yeah." She's not missed the hint, but it's not exactly anything new when the topic of her mother comes up, she's noticed. It seems a lot of people get like that when she phrases it that way, but...well. "It was...for just a little bit, before I came to the Carnival. ...I guess as long as it was between when we were in Wismuth, and when we went to Space?" She estimates, frowning. Not very long at all, really.

Still. "...Are you going to learn through time fast enough to take pictures of things here though?"

Perhaps there's some 'child' in this kid after all.

Nap Time...

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