bradley catch-all

[sageguidance]

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[sageguidance]

Have I not? Well, essentially, yes. Elezen such as myself must deal with delayed growths, but they do happen.

[battling]

We didn't get that much time to talk. Not my version of ya, anyway.

How tall are ya supposed to get?

[sageguidance]

"Not my"— [ aight hold up ] Come now, Bradley, I remember you quite well. Even if our time had been cut short before, yes.

[battling]

[MY CHILD.

This immediately results in a headpat.]

How should I know? Miss Navigator doesn't remember me.

[sageguidance]

[ He is too old for headpats!! But he doesn't swat him away, at least. ]

Miss... "Navigator"?

[battling]

Futaba. I watched her get stuck in the entrance.

[sageguidance]

Ah, right...

I had wondered. We spoke, but she had mentioned being within "the graveyard"... which I can only surmise means she had her life taken from her, wherever she may have come from. But... I suppose this is not entirely strange. Others I do not recognize also know my name.

[battling]

I'd definitely remember if she got stuck in daycare. Must be a different one.

Yeah? How many?

[sageguidance]

Enough that I am beginning to doubt mine own memory.

[battling]

Maybe there's a lotta you out there.

[sageguidance]

... 'Tis a disturbing thought, I confess, but perhaps you speak true that they may not even be my own personal experiences.

[battling]

It'd make more sense than forgetting an entire group of people.

[sageguidance]

Indeed, indeed. I suppose we all know by now that life is stranger than we could ever imagine...

But I shan't burden you with these thoughts; 'tis mine and mine alone to sort through. For the now, how have you been, Bradley? It has been an age since last we spoke.

[battling]

I'm here if ya wanna talk about it.

That long for ya? Only been a year on my end. The moon ain't attackin' anymore, but we've still got problems to clean up.

[sageguidance]

The—moon? 'Twould seem I have missed quite the story.

[battling]

We didn't talk about it? Huh.

Before school started, every year our world would get attacked by the moon. We'd lose a couple wizards sometimes.

Used my wish for it to stop.

[sageguidance]

By the moon itself? Or... those who resided on it?

[battling]

There's nobody on the moon. It's just the moon.

[sageguidance]

... Well! That is—surprising, but I am glad to hear you were able to put an end to it and begin the road to recovery.

[battling]

You don't have a moon 'causing you trouble?

[Is it just him???]

[sageguidance]

Only in a sense. It was more like what was within the moon that gave issue, in both cases.

[battling]

... Both? What's in your moons?

[sageguidance]

Well... The first time, it turned out what we thought was a lesser moon was not, in fact, ever a moon at all. It was built as a prison for an ancient primal, long long ago, that had eventually been released from its cage.

The other moon was, at our world's creation, devised to be yet another prison, for yet another primal.

[battling]

It's fuckin' weird it happened twice. You sure that the other ones are empty? Normal, non-threatening moons?

[sageguidance]

There is only one remaining, fortunately, and I assure you it is within good hands. Betwixt the watcher that resides there and the Loporrits, were there trouble brewing, they would most assuredly inform us with haste.