[it's random splatter and not deliberate symbols, so almost certainly trauma blood.
but! inside is a child's bedroom of sorts, a little spare and without much decor, but otherwise fitting with the rest of the mansion's fancy build.
there is a five-year-old redheaded child sprawled on his stomach on the bed, reading a book. unlike the rest of this place, he's in full colour. he glances up when the door opens.]
[he puzzles over that one, in the way a five-year-old might, where they have no idea but also don't really think of it as something to really dissect or worry about in the moment]
[he starts to answer that, but stops and goes pale, as the sound of footsteps starts up in the hall outside. holds up a finger to his mouth instead: shhhhhh]
[they're a measured tread on the tiles, a light, deliberate walk. when they pass by the room, Minuet can only see darkness through the crack in the door.
but he gets a kind of psychic echo, either spillover from the child or a memory or both: sharp excitement mixed with bone-deep terror, a sense of wanting something forbidden even knowing it'll cause harm, a deep certainty with 'a trusted adult told me this in very certain terms' feeling behind it that if he so much as peers out into the hall to get a better look Something Terrible Will Happen]
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but! inside is a child's bedroom of sorts, a little spare and without much decor, but otherwise fitting with the rest of the mansion's fancy build.
there is a five-year-old redheaded child sprawled on his stomach on the bed, reading a book. unlike the rest of this place, he's in full colour. he glances up when the door opens.]
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Ok calm down Minuet. It might be the brother just wait a second. ]
Oh...
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Who are you?
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[ HOW DOES HE EXPLAIN ]
Nobody special. [ nailed it ] Just a drifter who got himself a little lost, it looks like!
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You don't 'get lost' in somebody's house.
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No? Well I'm really in a pickle, then.
[ anyway ]
What're you reading?
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...something Grandfather wrote. Why?
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[ Drops cross-legged in the middle of the floor ]
What was your grandfather writing about?
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[mumbles]
Th'war.
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Whole lotta kids your age wouldn't bother with history lessons.
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I'm not most kids. I'm a Silverberg.
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What's it mean to be a Silverberg?
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It means...being the smartest. And winning the wars. And...having secrets.
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Having secrets is a requirement, huh.
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The most. Um..."knowledge is power."
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It can certainly be an advantage, if you want to win a war. Are you planning to follow in your grandfather's footsteps?
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Grandfather's...the best
Silverbergwho was ever on the field.I'm gonna be better.
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I think so...?
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Well, if it turns out it doesn't, just remember you can always change the path you're walking.
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