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[cleanestwitch]

[The video turns on revealing an old woman, dressed in a plain, grey dress, with a warm shawl around her shoulders. She is set in a chair, looking down at the recording curiously.]

Ah! There it is. I thought that it might work.

This must be the community of ducks my dear niece was telling me about. Great-niece, actually, but never mind that.

I thought I should inform you all that my niece, Miss Sophie Hatter, has decided to go forth and seek her fortune. She left her magic book in my care, you see so I imagine she will be out of touch for quite some time. She told me of her friends here, and wishes you not to worry. She will be quite alright, I imagine.

My name is Sophie as well. Old Sophie, that is. She is my namesake, after all. [She gives a wry smile.] A pleasure to meet you all, even if the method is rather strange.

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[seasaltzombie]

Oh... I didn't know Sophie had an aunt. It's nice to meet you, ma'am.

But-- wait, you mean that she did it? She really left just like that?

[cleanestwitch]

And you as well. Are you one of the friends Sophie mentioned?

It took some convincing from her sisters, but yes.

[seasaltzombie]

Oh - yeah. I'm Roxas.

But that's great! I was worried that she might never leave at all.

[cleanestwitch]

Were you? And why is that?

[croibhristeoir]

How remarkable. I didn't know one could transfer their contact to the community like that.

[If that seems accusatory, it certainly doesn't sound it.]

It's nice to meet you as well.

[cleanestwitch]

I'm fairly certain I don't know how any of this works, young man.

[croibhristeoir]

....Well. I do not think I've been called that in a very long time.

My name is Diarmuid. I can't say that I knew Sophie particularly well, but I would wish her nothing but the best of fortunes.

[cleanestwitch]

That is very kind of you, Mister Diarmuid. I am sure that she she would appreciate such well-wishes.

[handwritten]

[lifeisbrief]

[Oh. Well, that's sudden, and she's a bit hurt that Sophie didn't say anything first...but maybe it was easier for Sophie that way.]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Madam Sophie.

I'm glad to hear about Miss Sophie. I'm sure she'll do very well.

[handwritten]

[cleanestwitch]

[Sophie does feel bad about that.]

Thank you. It's lovely to meet you as well. Are you one of young Sophie's friends?

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[fortheworld]

Then the Community is connected to your world by an object rather than a person? Curious.

A pleasure to make your acquaintance.

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[cleanestwitch]

I could not say, really. Perhaps it merely wished to shift it's attentions. Though I don't really understand why it would wish to follow an old woman about.

And you as well. Might I have your name, young lady?

[fortheworld]

If we understood it's criteria for selections I suspect we could have a lot less in the way of unanswerable questions.

[She curtseys]

Oriko Mikuni; Puella Magi. You said your book was magical in origin, correct?

[cleanestwitch]

I believe so, yes. I can imagine no mechanical means that this might work.

Puella Magi. What is that?

[refinedvillian]

To seek her fortune? [How did she go from so fearful to wanting to strike out so suddenly?]

[cleanestwitch]

Yes. It seems her sister compelled her to do so.

[refinedvillian]

And what does she hope to find?

[cleanestwitch]

I couldn't say. I do not think she is even sure of that.

[elloran]

I'm surprised she was able to leave it with you. This place seems doggedly persistent when it comes to following its victims around.

[cleanestwitch]

Perhaps it will find a new method to seek her out.

[elloran]

That seems likely. Still, it is a pleasure to meet you. I hope you are able to retain your connection as well.

[cleanestwitch]

And you as well. Though it seems I have given my name, you have not given yours.

[moonspell]

It's a pleasure Mrs. Hatter. [ She's got to be married by that age, right? ]

I'm surprised it let her alone so easily though.

[cleanestwitch]

Miss Hatter, dear. But please Sophie will do just fine.

I do not know how it worked, but as far as I can see, it has.

[moonspell]

Oh! My apologies, Miss Hat-- um, Miss Sophie.

[ Good luck getting rid of the "miss," she has to be a little polite after all. ]

I hope we hear from her soon then. How much did she tell you about this book?