primrosella | Quest 101

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So it turned out to be yet another weekend of random curses. This is becoming a trend--every few weeks or so. But at least if we know it's coming, there's the chance that we can plan for it, or at the very least prepare ourselves for what might come. I wonder if anyone has ever tried making a list of which curses tend to happen on those occasions? I know the last time it seemed as though everyone found themselves turned into a child, and I've been a bird a few times before, also...mm. It's something to think about, anyway.

Let's see, though. Cain spent Saturday cursed to write letters, and then Sunday... ~~I don't even know what happened to him Sunday.~~ ...Well, it was something horrible, in any case. I'll probably never get it out of him, exactly what had happened--he's terribly secretive that way--but in any case, it was bad and I'm worried and I really do hope he wasn't lying when he said he'd be all right and look after himself. Maybe I should've done something--rushed over, or tried to--something, I don't know, but I feel like I ought to have tried harder, even though I know it likely wouldn't have done me a bit of good at all... It'll be tricky, trying to keep an eye on him for the next few days, since he'll certainly figure it out if I'm not careful, but by the same token, if I seem too disinterested in it, he'll catch on just the same. ~~Rats, I'm really not very good at this, am I?~~ Well, I'll do my best, in any case.

Neil and Todd seemed to have the same curse, whatever it was, since they both told the same stories--and I have a sneaking suspicion I do know what it was. Both of them alive, and older, and Neil not caring a thing what his father thought about his pursuits...that must've been the curse that changes something in your past, and makes you forget, and alters your memories--the same curse I hate so much, after what it did--

Well. If that's true...then that curse might come up again for me at any time. I don't like the thought of that at all. And I'll have to keep an eye on those two for a while, just to make sure they're all doing all right. I'm sure they're going to have a horrible time of things today, and it's really a shame, because it was so lovely to see Neil so happy and Todd so confident in himself and...oh, it's just awful, isn't it. I hate that curse...

Then there was Romeo, who got off easily in comparison, being cursed to play that game of his--Truth or Dare, did he call it? So that's another one. Uncomfortable, perhaps, but not tragic by any means, unless someone were to take things too far. But I can't imagine Romeo doing something like that, so it was likely all right. And I know the animal one might turn up sometime, of course, and the child one...

I suppose it's funny, in an awful sort of way. The one weekend like this that I wasn't cursed at all, and I almost rather wish that I had been--because it feels like a curse right now, seeing the outcomes of all the other ones.

On a lighter note, though, Bumblebee is here! So that's something wonderful, and I know Sam must be so happy to see him, so I'm glad. It might not be the same as having Mikaela back ~~oh, I do wish she'd come back...~~, but it's still a close friend from his own world and I know it's someone he trusts. And maybe that's a good thing, what with this business about the symbols and the strange behaviors--I wonder if Bumblebee would know anything about that?

But speaking of symbols, that's one of the three things I need to work on, now. It's a good number of things, isn't it? Three. Three tasks, three treasures, three doors...and now three projects. Hopefully good things come in threes, as well as the bad.

First--the symbols. I don't know how in the world I'm going to find a book that will let us translate--Cybertronian, I think it was--but I've got a copy of how the symbols looked when Sam wrote them down and I've got to give it my very best try. So with any luck, something will turn up sooner or later. ~~I just hope it's sooner, rather than later.~~

Second--the fountain sending messages between worlds. This one really shouldn't be second, because it's neither immediate nor unselfish, but it's magic and--well. I've heard all the stories about the things Merlin's Mirror has done, but the only time I've ever really seen it work was when Genesta spoke with me. Nearly eighteen years of clouds...but what could it do, if put to the proper use? It let me talk to Genesta, all the way in Tamir. ...And there must be a way to reach between worlds, or else how would we all have come here, so there must be magic that can do it...and if there's magic that can do it, and the mirror is already able to do that sort of thing, anyway...

The trick, of course, will be not overtaxing the mirror. Goodness, just imagine the trouble it'd cause if I were to break it! But...nn. It's a selfish project, but it's one that I want to look into someday, just the same.

Third--dinner. At least that time I spent lying awake after Bumblebee's burst of music last night went to a bit of good use. Honestly, I'm really no good at this, Mother or Blair would be much more suited to--ugh, how am I going to come up with something that everyone will like and they'll both eat and that I can make in an hour or two without the kitchen exploding ~~like on certain other holidays that I won't name here~~? Duck? Lamb? Fish? ...Soup? How many courses does this need to be? And dessert--

Ugh, that's it, this is ridiculous. I'm making a terrible burden out of something that's entirely simple and there's absolutely nothing to worry about ~~goodness I hope they like each other~~. All right, now, stop that. We are having a normal dinner like normal people and we are eating ~~chicken and vegetables?~~ hamburgers and that's final.

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Well, that was a trying weekend, wasn't it? These weekends of random curses seem to be happening quite regularly now, it seems. I hadn't really paid attention to the pattern until Blue pointed it out a few months ago, but now that I've come to the realization of it, it's difficult not to notice. In any case, it always makes for a ridiculous two days, and this time was certainly no exception--though it was exceptional in the fact that I didn't end up cursed the entire weekend. I wonder if there's anything behind that? Some weekends I've been affected with one curse for the whole time, and others have been two curses, one on each day, but I don't think I've ever gone one of those weekends never being affected at all...

But in any case, now that the weekend has come to an end, the usual inquiries apply--how is everyone today, now that it's all over? If there's anything I can do, don't hesitate to ask. ~~Please.~~ I do hope you're all ~~better now than yesterday~~ doing well.

On a lighter note, Bumblebee is here now! I'm terribly excited; it's a bit like meeting a famous hero from a legend, really, since I've heard so much about him and now I finally have the chance to speak with him in person! And I must admit, it's terribly fun to talk with him, too, since he speaks with his radio. I mentioned a while back that I was curious about modern music--and it seems I'll be hearing a lot of it now! So that's lovely, and I'm really very glad to have him.

Oh, but--er. I'm not entirely sure, but I think it might be--well. Anyone that speaks...I think it's French? Er, if you wouldn't mind, there's a phrase that Bumblebee mentioned yesterday ~~in the middle of the night~~, and I'd like to know what it means, if it's not too much trouble? I'm afraid my spelling will be rather atrocious, but I'll give sounding it out my best try? It sounded like...er...voolay voo cooshay ahveck mwah, say-swah?

...Oh, wait, that's right, I could just--

[Voice Post Activated]

It was voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir. So, er, if anyone can tell me what it means, I'd very much appreciate it, thank you.

[Voice Post Deactivated]

And now it's back to the usual, I suppose. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing at all, really.

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Barring any unforeseen curses, shall we all have dinner together tomorrow, then?

~Rosella

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[OOC: Today's moment of lulzy cultural dissonance is brought to you courtesy of Bumblebee, who decided that playing "Lady Marmalade" over his speakers at full volume in the middle of the night was an awesome idea. Please don't break her brain too badly in explaining what it means? =D

ETA: ~~STEPPING OUT FOR A BIT; WILL GRAB TAGS WHEN I GET BACK! ♥~~ AND WE'RE BACK!]

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~~Suffering is an excellent word for it.~~

...Some curses are worse than others, I suppose. But in any case, I'm glad you made it through all right.

Thank you. As am I. And I hope it doesn't repeat itself any time soon.

Well, that makes two of us. ...I much preferred writing letters to you, anyway.

If I have to be cursed, yes, writing letters is one of the better ones to endure. It's a little tedious speaking in letters, but it's better than many other curses I've endured.

And letters are a little better than poetry, anyway. But I'm not entirely sure if I ought to take the fact that I wasn't cursed the whole weekend as a blessing, or as an omen of something worse to come.

I'd much prefer to write letters than to write poems, if I have to be cursed into writing something.

I don't really believe in omens, but you know that. I suppose you'll be hit with another curse sooner or later. That's all not being cursed this weekend likely means.

Stories might make for an interesting curse, though, too. Isn't there one like that--a curse that compels someone to tell a story?

No, and you know my thoughts on them as well, of course. Still, I suppose there's nothing to do but wait and see. ...And out of curiosity, what are your thoughts on the number three?

I think there may have been a curse like that before, yes. I don't think I was struck by it, though.

My thoughts on the number three? What about it? It comes after two and before four, and it figures a great deal in art, religion, and myth alike. That's as much as I know about it.

I think it'd be rather fun, save for the part about being compelled. I'd like to hear all the stories that people would tell.

Mm, that's rather what I'd thought. And haven't you also said that mermaids and unicorns are only myths where you come from, as well?

It would be better to just ask everyone for stories. It's always the force of the curses that makes them really unbearable. It's the way they rob us of our freedom that's almost as bad as the curses themselves.

Yes, although I've seen a mermaid in my time in the City, but I suppose that doesn't count. What are you driving at?

It's not that I want the story, really, so much as it is pondering the thought of an interesting but relatively harmless curse. The part about being compelled is always awful, of course, but there are considerably worse things to be compelled to do, as curses go.

It's just curiosity. It seems as though more often than not, myths in your world tend to be reality in mine, and I find that intriguing.

If only the 'deities' would listen more to you. I could endure 'interesting but relatively harmless' curses, I think.

You've made mention of that before. What do you make of that observation?

Well, if you'd like, I could always try asking them nicely, I suppose.

I think it's a terribly interesting coincidence. And at the moment, I'm being silly and allowing myself to wonder if it really is only a coincidence, after all.

I'd be careful of doing that, if I were you.

Or perhaps your world is the world in which all of my world's stories are set, only in your world they're news, not stories. So how, then, did your news come into my world?

Shall I take that as a no, I shouldn't try?

How, indeed. It might be done through dreams, of course. Or through whatever power the deities have...

That's my feeling on it, yes.

I don't like to think that their power extends into my world--beyond the way they kidnapped me from my world and deposited me here. I suppose it could be something similar, though.

I won't, then. But it's a pleasant thing to daydream about, nonetheless.

...Mm. Maybe I'm just being silly, after all, and getting carried away with ideas and wishing for things that aren't really there.

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