[Maya's Heart]
[Everything goes white, almost blindingly, as you enter Eveningstar's heart.... it's so overwhelming that you forget, for a moment, what you're doing, why you're here, and details about yourself start to slip---]
[but then it all stops, abruptly, and your senses return to you]
[OOC: Channel is #quitplayingames]
[but then it all stops, abruptly, and your senses return to you]
[OOC: Channel is #quitplayingames]

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[On the left: A door with a picture of Blade on the door itself]
[A door that seems to be split in two and two pictures on the door, Flame on the top, and Mira on the bottom]
[On the right, a door that's big enough to be roughly the width of the two on the side, and a picture of Bluebird on the door itself]
[Something else that's notable: They all seem to have what appears to be a glowing cord connecting to something ahead]
[The cord is glowing so brightly you can make it out through the fog]
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So this is what I have to do, huh? Looks like it's almost done, Eveningstar.
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[From what you can see into the room, there are lockpicks and feathers all over the room, as well as pictures]
[A projection is playing at the back wall: Eveningstar curled up on her bed, sick, while he leans in next to her and bumps his head against her forehead]
I won't ever abandon you, an' I won't ever let Barghest hurt you or do anything bad to you--'s long as we can help it. I promise. 'cause you're a brightly shining star, an' that's something I wanna protect with all I've got.
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I knew he was always a sap... but what's the puzzle? What am I supposed to do here?
[ Maybe nothing, she decides as she watches the scene. It's only for a few seconds before she goes to pluck one of the feathers off the floor. ]
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I don't want to have to watch anymore of this. [ For obvious reasons as she leaves the room, thankfully leaving behind the rest of her private moments with Mira. ]
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he reaches for the handle on his own door.]
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[A projection starts up against the wall behind the desk: Blade and Star after Nyssa's second trauma game, where he's patching up all of the stab wounds she received. She's quiet and withdrawn, and he apologizes for letting this happen. She shakes her head, saying that he doesn't have to apologize, and that she's sorry, instead. He tells her he has something to show her, and transforms into a wolf. She cracks a smile, despite how much pain she's in and everything]
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while he knows he should check for areas more obviously damaged, he can't help but move in further. he stares at the Fawn picture for a long moment, before reaching to pick up the Epona one.]
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[The Epona picture has all of Epona, past or present, and they're all clear-eyed and smiling (or half-smiling, for the grumpy men), gathered around Blade]
[as you touch it, a montage of scenes play out in your head: Epona at meals together, eating. Looking for a new patron. Playing in the harmless games.]
[Then a voice rings in your head: "Us, which includes you. And I can tell you right now that I care about you as an individual. Not just part of this team."]
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if I go through any door other than mine and Dark's, I'm encroaching on privacy . . .
but . . . ?? ]
[ . . . no. no, okay. I shouldn't. not even through Mira's. opens his own door! ]
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[When you open this door, a warm wind comes from it, healing your lifebar to 100%]
[You see a room resembling Flame's bedroom, with a rug made entirely of feathers. On bed the bed, there's a teddy of Dark. Individual paintings (looking like masterpieces) of Epona line the walls, and there's a large cabinet filled with lockpicks and other thief tools, such as grappling hooks. There's a small desk where a master plan of sorts has been left out, but you'll have to come close to see what it is, exactly]
[There's a classy Flame-sized tux draped on the chair behind it]
[On the wall, a projection plays: Flame and Eveningstar are hanging together on the rope of a grappling hook, from a set of mine tracks. It's very Indiana Jones. Eveningstar fumbles in the dark for a penlight, but all of a sudden, a minecart runs along the tracks, uncoupling their hook and making them plummet! All of a sudden, two huge black wings shoot out from Flame's back, and he flaps furiously, then starts flying. Eveningstar's pale as a sheet and ends up hyperventilating for a moment or two, but he grabs onto her heroically and flies up to land on the mine tracks!]
[Super cool and heroic looking!]
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[tbh gravitating to the paintings first, these aren't his artworks because those are definitely by someone way more skilled than he is ]
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[they look like the kind of art he'd steal, to be honest. And there's one for each member, including Mushroon and Pikarin]
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[ looking over to the Master Plan thing on the desk ]
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[it's on a door and there's a glowing cord connecting it to the True Heart's door]
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[The room inside doesn't seem to be a room at all, but a huge bird's nest that's padded with blue fluff! In the very center of the nest is a desk, and the 'walls' of the nest contain a superhero cape matching Takshaka's uniform, a vampire costume you'd wear for Halloween (containing plastic fangs), a sword and knight's armor, a hanging picture of Bluebird and Eveningstar together, a Takshaka team picture, and a pair of boxing gloves]
[The desk is filled with notes and a quill pen, as well as a plush version of Kou]
[A faint voice reaches your eyes as you come in, one you recognize as Bluebird's: "Boyfriend, no. Very important to me? Yes.]
[the walls of the nest are high enough that you'd have to climb to get over it. However, if you look up, you see a beautiful blue sky]
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[Oh, this is . . . far beyond anything she had been expecting.]
[. . . She carefully makes her way over towards the desk.]
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