[Novine]

Novine opens the door to the house with an annoying amount of enthusiasm, clearly in high spirits as she slams the door behind her and makes about just every loud noise she can possibly make. She has her lyre tucked lovingly underneath her arm and manages to calm down enough to lean it carefully against the wall out of the way so it would not fall, before making herself comfortable on the cushions by the fire of her family's home, a little pouch of gil in her hand. She opens it up and dumped it out on the floor before her and begins to count it to herself while humming, arranging the various coins in robotically precise stacks, rows, and columns as she counts, grinning all the while.

[Raziel]

There is a slow pattern of feet behind Novine as Raziel descends the stairs from the second floor, muttering under her breath. Her eyes flickered and flashed like a dying lightbulb, and her above her head purple mist swirled and glittered strangely, she stopped at the foot of the stairs, and a series of strange glyphs began to appear from the mist surrounding her head, like an incantation that had kept to life.

[Novine]

Novine, not looking up from her little treasure trove, begins to excitedly jabber away.

“Look! I went and bought a lyre with my Spellstone winnings and I've been seeing how much more money I can make with it instead of just trying to sing. This is crazy! Like, not that I use it for anything important really, but it's nice to know that–”

She looks over her shoulder and her cheery demeanor fades. “Raziel? You… you okay? Um, should I get Father or something?”

[Raziel]

Raziel does not respond, continuing her muttering as aether begins to swell and gather around her, slowly but surely becoming visible to the naked eye in its density.

[Novine]

Novine pushes herself to her feet and cautiously keeps an eye on Raziel while reaching for her linkpearl, not knowing if Eligor was in the lab or not. “Father, something's wrong with Raziel. Her eyes are going crazy and there's this strange… I dunno, a mist or a cloud or something around her head. Some symbols floating around. Is this supposed to be happening?”

[Raziel]

There is no response from the linkpearl. The aether has grown so thick it is now jamming the frequency. Raziel’s muttering grows into screaming, but her words are foreign and jumbled. The glyphs begin to swirl around her faster than before.

[Novine]

Novine cautiously approaches her, looking quite worried now that she started screaming. “Raziel, what's happening to you!? I… I dunno how to help!”

[Raziel]

The aether goes still, and the screaming stops. Raziel’s eyes stop their dangerous glow, and the mist seems to thin out a bit. Holding her forehead, she wobbled a bit on her feet, stumbling forward.

“S-sister?”

[Novine]

“Yeah, it's me, Novine,” she says, not sure if Raziel can actually perceive anything properly. She moves foward and holds out her arms as if to catch her, witnessing her sister looking quite unstable at this point.

[Raziel]

“I couldn't stop them.”

Her face goes a ghostly pale, and she looks as if she might faint.

“I-I have to go back. I have to save them!”

[Novine]

“Stop what? Save whom? What're you talking about?” She steps close to intercept her now, moving to wrap an arm around her to support her and ease her more carefully to the floor in front of the steps if she is able.

[Raziel]

She begins to hyperventilate, her eyes quickly coming to a glow again as she attempts to thrash away against some hidden threat.

“I have to go!”

[Novine]

“No! You should stay! Father…Father will be worried about you, and… you've… you've gotta see my treasure I got today! It's really impressive,” she says a bit desperately, clearly trying to stay a bit calm and not be too dramatic for her sister's sake.

[Raziel]

Raziel’s crystal comes to a burning glow on her forehead, and in mirror fashion Novine would have felt a tug at her head as well. A strong pull, yanking at her consciousness.

[Novine]

Novine attempts to resist the feeling, releasing Raziel and attempting to back away from her, not wanting to be pulled into whatever this is. This sharing of memories, these invasions of her mind, whatever they are - they are becoming too frequent in the latest days. “No, I don't want to!” she yells in an attempt to ground herself and keep herself where she belongs.

[Raziel]

[Novine]

Novine backs away from the light, crawling backwards on the floor until her back presses up against the wall to the door of Eligor's lab, watching everything in a stunned sort of terrified awe.

[Raziel]

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