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Lemuen
We don't usually greet our visitors at gunpoint, save for special occasions.
Lemuen
Pardon me if you're dissatisfied with your treatment in any way.
Twisted Monster
(Indecipherable howling)
Lemuen
(Not reacting at all to what I say. Is communication completely out the window?)
Lemuen
(Not many human features left to show. Is it all hidden under those scales?)
Lemuen
(...I remember Iberian files mentioning this sort of mutation before...)
Lemuen
...
Lemuen
You couldn't be...
Lemuen
Oofff...
Lemuen
Nope, the wheelchair's not going to cut it.
Lemuen
(Strange. Something's not right.)
Lemuen
(Is its target... not me?)
Lemuen
(Where is it aiming? What is it trying to—)
Lemuen
Too close...!
Lemuen
(Forget it, I'll have to worry about that later!)
Lemuen
Nuh-uh, just because I'm physically handicapped doesn't mean you can pick on me, visitor!
Twisted Monster
(Angry howling)
Lemuen
Stop right there—!
Lemuen
Nope—I can't just let you slip away!
When the elderly chat, the topic inevitably turns to Laterano
They call it bright, abundant, safe for all, disturbed by none.
They say it's true paradise on Terra.
The truth is, they all know the monastery's been adrift for decades, and only a dwindling few remain who've actually seen Laterano before. Perhaps two or three, or maybe just it's Bishop Stefano now.
They bring up Laterano, but the object of their nostalgia is a dream they're long overdue to wake from.
A dream where the sun shines and the flowers are underfoot forever.
Just as the monastery used to be, all those years ago.
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Clément
They're about to wither.
Clément
They bloomed earlier than last year. I could guess they'd wither sooner too. I just didn't think it'd be this soon...
Arturia
The few you picked were in wonderful blossom. They're not about to wilt yet.
Arturia
How pretty. Who'll be receiving these?
Clément
I'm too late. There's no giving them now.
Clément
They can't save anyone...
Arturia
Sorrow. Pain. Despair.
Arturia
Mm... such complex overtones. There are other emotions hidden inside you, too...
Arturia
Are you angered?
Clément
I wouldn't dare... You're a guest of His Excellency, Seniora Arturia.
Arturia
You wouldn't dare, that's all. A very honest answer.
Clément
...
Arturia
My intuition has always been unusually accurate, Senior Florist. You seem to loath me a little.
Clément
No, not at all. You needn't worry.
Arturia
If anything is troubling you, I could be of help to you, I think.
Clément
Help...? Er, I'm not sure what you mean, Seniora Arturia.
Clément
What would you help with?
Arturia
This hinges on your thoughts. It's not something for me to decide.
Arturia
Of course, you may not need any help at all. Call me meddlesome if you wish, or a bearer of bad intent, none of which I would mind. It's for you to say.
Arturia
I just want to hear your thoughts... your own thoughts.
Clément
...
Clément
You're a strange one, Seniora Arturia.
Arturia
You flatter me.
Clément
You say you can help me...
Arturia
Of course, so long as you need.
Clément
No, there's no need.
Clément
Perhaps you could... well, there's a great many you can help, but you can't help me.
Arturia
Oh?
Clément
Seniora Arturia, would you claim to be able to raise the dead?
Arturia
No.
Clément
Can you make the harvest rich, or see that the cold winds stop?
Arturia
I'm very sorry, but I can't.
Clément
Then can you return us to your original lives, see that the barriers of old are no more?
Clément
You could never.
Arturia
Then what of you, Clément?
Arturia
Have you never once entertained being able to solve all you speak of, by your own hands?
Clément
...I've tried...
Clément
But it was no use. I've tried more than once, but I couldn't do it.
Clément
The more effort we put in, the worse things get, more often than not...
Clément
No one can make it all better. The Abbot can't, Gerald can't... and neither can I.
Clément
You can't help me, Seniora Arturia.
Clément
Please... don't bring this up again. And don't think I need the help of someone like you.
Clément
You ask what my thoughts are. Let me tell you: I have no thoughts at all.
Clément
What else can I come up with? The coming winter is too cold.
Arturia
...
Arturia
Cold. Yes, this heart is like soil frozen through, beneath a sheet of iciness...
Arturia
Yet I can feel notes lurking beneath the ice... I wonder how powerfully they will move us?
Arturia
It's not yet time. This composition is not bound for completion yet...
Arturia
Such unbearableness, such tolerance... mm... in times like these, I cannot help myself.
Arturia
Let me see...
Arturia
Ah, this melody is a perfect fit for the occasion.
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Federico.
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I told you, your melodies are too rhythmic, too unperturbed. You should know that an all-too-rational melody will lack the sentiments to shake people. There's no warmth, nor passion...
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Sometimes, I can only be curious.
???
Federico, when will you finally realize... why it is you search?
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Federico
...
Federico
(Strings?)
Federico
(No, this is more than strings. There are Originium Arts effecting something within.)
Federico
(These Arts, and this melody. Could they be...?)
Federico
...
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Federico
(The sounds are nearing.)
Federico
(Are they above?)
Monastery Inhabitant
What's today's song? It's beautiful.
Federico
Do you hear music every day here?
Startled Inhabitant
Erk! Wh—Who...?
Federico
I am Executor Federico of the Notarial Hall. Please answer my question.
Startled Inhabitant
Notarial Hall? What does that even...? Oh, I see, you're that guest from Laterano they were talking about, aren't you?
Startled Inhabitant
Sometimes you can, er, hear this music around this time? I'm not too sure myself.
Startled Inhabitant
Oh, right! I believe I heard about someone by the sacrarium who plays a cello or something...
Federico
Where is the sacrarium?
Startled Inhabitant
On the roof. Take the stairs outside and you'll be right—wait, ex-excuse me, Senior?!
Startled Inhabitant
What was the rush...? Such a strange man.
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Cautious Sarkaz Inhabitant
Welcome back, boss.
Gerald
Yeah. How ready are we to move out?
Cautious Sarkaz Inhabitant
More or less good. We don't have much to take with us, and we'd be overburdened anyway if we did.
Cautious Sarkaz Inhabitant
But there's been no word from the young ones we sent to scout the way... They might not make it in time for tomorrow morning.
Gerald
Wait a little longer.
Gerald
Stefano and I have talked it over. That we're leaving... he'll let it be. So no need to rush it now. If we still hear nothing by nightfall, then I'll take a team myself to find them.
Cautious Sarkaz Inhabitant
Sure. I'll update everyone in a minute.
Cautious Sarkaz Inhabitant
Oh, boss! There's one other thing...
Gerald
What is it?
Cautious Sarkaz Inhabitant
Hyman hasn't come back either... I looked around for her, but she's nowhere to be found.
Gerald
Is Raimund still gone as well?
Cautious Sarkaz Inhabitant
Yes.
Gerald
Got it. Leave this to me.
Cautious Sarkaz Inhabitant
Okay.
Cautious Sarkaz Inhabitant
But if Hyman never shows up, should we... wait?
Gerald
...
Gerald
Tomorrow morning at the latest. If anyone's still not back after Matins, you and Raimund will set off with rest as planned.
Cautious Sarkaz Inhabitant
But...
Gerald
I'll stay behind. Dead or alive, I'll find Hyman.
Gerald
I swear, I'd never abandon a single one of you.
Cautious Sarkaz Inhabitant
That's all we're worried about.
Cautious Sarkaz Inhabitant
*mumble*, you always take too much on yourself.
Gerald
Let's not bring up that name again.
Gerald
You call me boss. I have a duty to find you a way out.
Cautious Sarkaz Inhabitant
And I see you walking down a dead end.
Gerald
Hahaha. I know what I'm doing.
Gerald
Forget all that, no need to look so sad. Go on, get everything good and ready.
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Serpilia
Shift change.
Richele
Wargh...!
Richele
There's a fright... hi there, Serpilia.
Serpilia
Who else would you expect? Does Federico ever bother with this sort of work?
Serpilia
How's the girl in there...? Doing bad?
Richele
Bad in a way. She hasn't said a word. Seems she's in shock.
Serpilia
I eyed over the scene. Aren't you the least bit curious about what actually happened?
Richele
I... can more or less guess.
Richele
You and I both know how powerful a gun is. With that much blood loss... anyone would be doomed, wouldn't they?
Serpilia
...
Richele
Your face says I'm on the mark.
Serpilia
Did you tell her?
Richele
What? Oh, as in, that she might already be dead? Of course not.
Richele
She's unsettled right now. Telling her the truth could just as well cause more problems.
Serpilia
So what is your plan? Lie to her and say nothing's wrong, muddle through, figure out the rest later, I bet?
Richele
You make it sound so bad... but still, that's basically it.
Richele
Serpilia, something seems a little fishy with your emotions. What happened?
Serpilia
None of your business. I'm doing great.
Richele
If you say so, then. No problems in Serpilia-land.
Richele
Okay. I'll leave her to you.
Serpilia
Hmph. Every undependable bastard's on parade today.
Serpilia
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Serpilia
(An accident caused by an unintentional discharge...)
Serpilia
(Ha. And so what?)
Serpilia
(If I hadn't helped her...)
Serpilia
......!
Serpilia
What? Make it quick.
Serpilia
Wait, what do you mean Sarkaz in the outer vicinity? Are they still trying to break your blockade?
Serpilia
Just a few? Scouting the road?
Serpilia
Fine, got it. What about Oren?
Serpilia
...
Serpilia
No, you can leave Oren to me. I'll contact him.
Serpilia
Listen, here's what you guys do next...
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Lemuen
...Seriously... what a good runner!
Lemuen
*huff*...
Lemuen
...
Lemuen
Or maybe I just lost it...
Lemuen
(Back in the old days, I would've put them away clean in a fraction of the time.)
Lemuen
(...)
Lemuen
(Times like these... I can't help but feel a little mad.)
Lemuen
There you are...!
Lemuen
Guess it's not the time to brood just yet.
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Federico
(The sound of strings is growing clear. I am steadily approaching the source.)
Federico
(But the Arts are diminishing in strength. Are they giving up casting, or... hm?)
Federico
Who is it?
Clément
Senior Federico? What are you doing here...?
Federico
I was not referring to you.
Clément
Er, excuse me...?
Clément
Are you lost? If you don't mind, I can—
Federico
Stop talking.
Clément
Mmff?! Mrmmffff!!
Clément
What... What was that? That monster...
Federico
I do not know.
Clément
It's fled downstairs! Not good... Gerald's group live down there!
Federico
...
Federico
Stay still.
Clément
?!
Federico
Someone is here.
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I heard gunfire this way, so I came to test my luck.
Federico
Cardinal Aide Lemuen, Serpilia's report stated that you would not be operating in the field.
Lemuen
Don't blame her. If I'm honest, I didn't think I would be either.
Lemuen
But then came a slight twist...
Lemuen
We'll catch up later. Are you on your own, Federico? Is nobody else operating with you?
Federico
I am on my own.
Lemuen
Then let's keep it short. I'm on the trail of a surprise... visitor.
Lemuen
I won't keep you too long...
Lemuen
So here, be good and tell me.
Lemuen
Which way did my 'visitor' happen to go?
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