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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    The Mismagius wore a perpetual smile, but at this display, it seemed to grow wider, as if in amusement. "Proactive, are we? Very well." There was no sign she noticed the mishap with the book. Quickly, she floated ahead of Laura to gesture to the side of the booth that gave view of the front...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    Inside the book was a message. It was gibberish. If Laura recognised the script, then she would also know that the consonants weren’t in the right places to form coherent words, in any language. If she flipped the page, she would find it identical. And the next. And the next. It was as if the...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    "Just be honest," the bartender replied simply. "We can't provide if you won't." With that, the Weavile stepped off whatever he had been standing on. His crest still visible behind the counter, he made his way to the back door and left Laura behind. The cover of the book was blank. With the...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    "Work." The bartender seemed to size her up with some disbelief. "Do you know where you are?" He placed his glass and rag down on the counter, and that disbelief quickly turned to suspicion. "No one would hire a meowth to serve alcohol. You know that, right?" He was treating this place like a...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    The bartender looked around the room, then back at her. "Poor." The look behind the Weavile's eyes was lifeless and uncanny. Hollow. His movements, too, were slow, dreamlike, and undetailed. He was perhaps the only true reminder this wasn't currently a real place. Just something conjured up by...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    No response. Immediately upon entering, Laura would be struck by the rose-tinged scent of a long-burnt incense. The door pushed open into a well-polished wooden floor, reflecting the warm colour of candlelight from a small chandelier. Its glow draped the newly entered room in a sort of...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    Wait... There was another pause. Perhaps Isidora had realised how she sounded. Isidora couldn't see the door, and it was a stretch to imagine she could guess it was there based on nothing. But she was clearly worried about something. Whether it was a secret, a danger, some horrible memory...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    A dark tunnel…? It wasn't much of a tunnel. Several steps in and she had already reached the turn, her cat-eyesight still keeping her surroundings perfectly visible, if somewhat dreary. Turning the corner, Laura would find herself in a short corridor, face-to-face with a scarlet door thrice her...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    There was a pause, as if Isidora needed a moment to consider her words. Running her paw across the bricks didn't reveal any secrets, but as far as distractions went, it was not as if the dungeon had much else to offer. They definitely felt like stone: smooth except for slight chips, stains, and...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    Swapped...? ...mind dungeon?! W-wait... find me... get out...! Fast! Isidora's voice didn't sound like anything, but the speed of it, the urgency in the wording... She seemed almost panicked. The top of the staircase opened perpendicularly into another narrow street. It was lined with brick...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    <><><> Laura found herself stepping onto a cold and cracked cobble street, with a wall of stone brick facing her. ...what…? It was a thin, shaded alleyway, built below ground level, judging from the visible lip of the retaining wall a couple metres above her, which followed into the higher...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    Isidora shivered on her knees, looking down at the ground so that ink wouldn't ruin her fur any further. So that's what all this is about? The void within grew with spite. You just want to be my friend? Well this isn't about you, dipshit, this is my problem, and my fears, and you don't got an...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    Rage overcame Isidora upon hearing her own words. She opened her mouth to try and yell back and found herself choking on ink, forcing her to spit it out as a glob on the snow so she could meet her doppelganger's glare. "I didn't say it like THAT!" More ink came up to replace what she spit out...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    The monologue ruled Isidora's thoughts for a long moment. She sounds so lonely... Is that what this is all about? The long-tailed shadow must've been her purrloin friend. The three tall ones matched up with what she knew humans to look like. Are these all who she's talking about? And the last...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    Isidora rose from the ink panting and disoriented. She pushed herself to her feet and hissed when she saw the state of her bag. Finally, the dungeon had figured out how to drag it into this, and her hat too while it was at it, guaranteeing that every inch of her protected by aura was thoroughly...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    A chill fluffed the fur along Isidora's spine as she watched her question rearrange itself into an answer. Some kinda painting. But what does that have to do with where I am? It almost looks like... Her ears and tail stood on end at a loud groan, as the answer to her second question appeared in...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    Isidora growled her frustrations at the voice. "Me? Who's ME?!" Forget it, the voice was useless. It was better to just ignore it for now and figure this out herself. The dungeon had gained a definition and clarity it didn't have before, with figures (buildings?) off in the distance and the...
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    Frontier Town Traveller's Haus - Lobby

    "No, I don't know." Isidora waved it off, then returned to sitting against the wall. "I'm gonna stay out here a little longer, then I'll call it too. So, good night." And that was the end of that. --- A minute later, Isidora was leaning against the railing. Even after Laura had left, the...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    Isidora couldn't tell if the voice was answering her or not. And she couldn't even begin to guess the owner. One of the others, Brisa, some third party... or just the dungeon being a jackass. It wouldn't hurt to call out anyway. "Isidora! Who's there?!" she repeated back. As she waited for a...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    It wasn't as if Isidora expected everything to go right when she came along. If the Comb was truly as dangerous as every source made it out be, it would've been far more surprising if it just let them on through. This however, was way outside the bounds of her imagination. The whiteness was...
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