Flandre's Chamber Flandre nodded in an acknowledging fashion and was quiet.
Sometimes when you're driving down a road, a bug hits your windshield. It's ugly and unpleasant, but you just activate the wipers / cleaning fluid and it's gone in a few seconds. It's just part of driving down the road. You don't dwell on it, because that'd be silly. Bugs aren't worth the time.
Scarlet Devil Mansion - Flandre's Chamber "For Mundy, his adventure was over. He had gone through the Jungles of South America, the ruins of ancient Egypt, the icy caverns of Antarctica and even the savannas of Africa to find the treasure that had eluded his grasp for so many years. He sat down at his desk and looked over the golden scepter with an intense curiosity. As an adventurer, his job was complete. Now, the archeologist within him was whispering sweet nothings, urging him to unlock the secrets of the scepter in front of him. Just where did it come from, he asked himself, and who put it there in Russia? He took a long drag from his cigarette before setting down to figure out the conundrum once and for all."
Patchouli sighed, relieved that the book was finished. In her opinion, it was not the best book to have graced her shelves as its material was questionable and made the most observant of adults skeptical. However, in the eyes of a child or a young adult, it was a masterpiece. Plus, reading through the book had put the mage's mind at ease. This was why she read, to get a glimpse at a world that would never be, but would always exist.
"And so concludes the Adventures of Rick Mundy, Archeologist," Patchouli said. She looked over at Flandre.
Flandre's Chamber "That was a good story." Flandre said in an innocent tone. "But what happened to him and the scepter thingy?"
Sometimes when you're driving down a road, a bug hits your windshield. It's ugly and unpleasant, but you just activate the wipers / cleaning fluid and it's gone in a few seconds. It's just part of driving down the road. You don't dwell on it, because that'd be silly. Bugs aren't worth the time.
Bamboo Forest of the Lost Youkais these days, Mystia thought. Such confusing abilities. They may as well name their spell cards in Latin or something.
"So, Wriggle told me that I should start working with humans, not against them. But... Youkais aren't supposed to mingle with humans... or am I too old-fashioned?"
Scarlet Devil Mansion - Flandre's Chamber "What happened to Mr. Mundy and the scepter?" Patchouli repeated. She tapped her chin, a coy expression in her eyes. "Why... I do not know, little Flandre. You could ask him through the book, but I doubt he'll give the true answer. For that, you need to read the sequel, which I may bring tomorrow. But alas... I've spent enough time here already."
Patchouli yawned and got up from the bean bag chair. She arched her back and stretched before placing the red book against the chair for Flandre, should she want it. It felt fantastic to finish a story, and even more so to read it to Flandre, whose genuine curiosity and desire for knowledge touched a chord Patchouli didn't even knew she had. If she could teach her properly, perhaps there was hope for the little vampire yet.
"I must be off, Flandre. There are other things I must attend to, but I promise to return tomorrow to assist you with your studies, and perhaps even read another story to you." The mage glanced to the door out of the chamber before looking down at Flandre. "Are there any more questions?"
Bamboo Forest of the Lost "In your case, I would cut the traditions. You make good food. You sell your good food to the humans, you could get quite a bit of revenue. They might be a little cautious at first, but eventually, word will spread of your business, and hell, you could even get people coming from all over Gensokyo to your place." Nue explained. "Just think of all the possibilities." Hell of Blazing Fires "Got it special just for you." Orin pulled off the napkin to show a light brown looking snowcone with a very strong scent of pie. "It's Apple pie flavored. Trust me, it's delicious." Flandre's Chamber "Have you ever gone on an adventure Patchy?" Flandre asked.
Sometimes when you're driving down a road, a bug hits your windshield. It's ugly and unpleasant, but you just activate the wipers / cleaning fluid and it's gone in a few seconds. It's just part of driving down the road. You don't dwell on it, because that'd be silly. Bugs aren't worth the time.
Scarlet Devil Mansion - Flandre's Chamber Flandre's question took Patchouli back. She remembered wandering off on her own when her emotions got the better of her after a fight with Remilia, a brief foray into the forests to search for ingredients, and an epic quest to get to the bottom of the Scarlet Weather incident which ended in her beating up a drunken oni. But, most of Patchouli's adventures involved her and her books, and she did not go anywhere physically. Mentally, however, she traveled and experienced more than any god could ever hope for. She nodded to the little vampire.
"I have gone on an adventure, little Flandre. Many, in fact. I went to Heaven once... It was unpleasant."
Sometimes when you're driving down a road, a bug hits your windshield. It's ugly and unpleasant, but you just activate the wipers / cleaning fluid and it's gone in a few seconds. It's just part of driving down the road. You don't dwell on it, because that'd be silly. Bugs aren't worth the time.
Bamboo Forest of the Lost Mystia had to wonder, what good will money do to a Youkai like her? Then it struck her... Wriggle and Yuuka has been gathering honey to sell to the villagers and other Youkais, and they've been able to use the money they've received to better their livestyles... heck, Wriggle has a gaming room all for herself, bringing in various Kappatech equipments and outside-world technology to play outside-world entertainment devices. Would this help her achieve her own interests in life?
"Hmm, thanks for your insight." Mystia said. "I'll make sure to bill you to the Myouren Temple."