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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    Why? I don't know, what're you...? The Mismagius' head tilted slightly, though she didn't turn around. "Hm. Well, perhaps not literally murdered, but figuratively? There is certainly an intention behind it. They would say it could not be helped, but personally I would argue otherwise." She...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    Kill?! What's happening?! They continued to pass bodies. Glaceon, Snorunt, Swinub... The Witch remained impassive as she answered Laura's question. "Who knows. Perhaps they are like us, and were simply looking for a way forward." Past the next corner, bodies continued to mount. Deerling...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    ...Wait... Laura?! What... back...! ...looking...! You... talking... wouldn't...! ...okay?! ...happening?! Isidora seemed perhaps a little too excited... "Potentially." The Witch threw back half a glance. "It depends on the nature of this truth, and whether you wish you would have witnessed...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    At Laura's answer, The Witch casually rose up off her seat, seemingly unbothered by the icy tone. "Of course you accept. The answer was always going to be yes, wasn't it?" She then drifted suddenly out of the booth as if blown by a light gust of wind, dress fluttering after her in a sort of...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    The Mismagius nodded, seeming approving. "So it is the truth you seek. Then you have indeed come to the right place. Helping others is our duty after all, and seeking the truth, one of our principles." She shook her head slowly so that her necklaces swayed. "Imagine, had you led with that, it...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    "Espionage, hm?" The Witch tilted her head again, seemingly confused. "Well. Forgive the bartender, he's overly cautious. It's not as if Red Claw work is entirely shameful, if that was the impression you believed." She blinked slowly. "Which I must believe was your impression, otherwise you...
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    Whispers of Laura and Isidora

    The Witch's smile faded somewhat, almost performatively so. "Hmm. Laura, you said." She tilted her head. "Truthfully, I find it concerning that your friend would speak of this place and make no mention of its nature. I hear that, and think that perhaps you've been lied to somehow. And so allow...
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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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