>Alright.
>I had questions for them myself, but we were in such a hurry that I didn't have time to address them. Do you know where they went?
>Let's give Patchouli and Reisen a moment. For a second there, that sounded almost... normal.
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They didn't say. But Suwako's building that new Iron Rings here in town. Bet we can find at least one of 'em there.>
"What are you doing out here, Reisen?" the Avatar asks.
>"I was worried about you, Patchouli."
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"You don't need to worry about me anymore. I'm not the sick, frail girl I was before. I finally have everything I should have had all my life, everything they tried to keep from me.">"The Knowledge family sorcery wasn't meant for this." Reisen retorts, some strength returning to her voice. "Even I know that. You're a scholar, Patchouli, that's what you wanted to be. Not an avenger. Not a conqueror."
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"Once, I would have been content with that." the mage argues,
"But no more. I know what they did to me, what they wanted from me. They're the ones that turned their back on the Knowledge way, not me. They took the shortcut that created me, and now I have the power to make them sorry for it. And not just them." she adds, half-turning from Reisen and taking a few steps away from the walk.
"There are many more like them out there, I know. All the years the sapient species have lived on this planet, and they still lend themselves to society that coddle the ones that take shortcuts, who step on other people's lives just to make their own a little bit better. Once, I would have been one of their victims, but no more! We Six will find them all, in every little hole they hide in, every fortress they think is safe. We are justice, we are vengeance, we are the hatred of everyone they've used, betrayed and sacrificed in the name of themselves.">The rabbit by this time has pulled herself to her feet, and is staring at her friend with a mix of sorrow and horror. "I don't believe what I'm hearing. Do you hear yourself, Patchouli? How you've changed?"
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"I told you." the mage growls, turning back to her.
"I am the Avatar of Water.">"The Avatar of water isn't the woman I called friend." Reisen cries. "You've gone to some dark place I can't follow."
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"Oh yes you can." Patchouli replies eagerly, taking a step closer to Reisen. Who, you note, reflexively steps back from her.
"Don't you see, you can help me, I, I can help you. You're as much a victim as I was, Reisen. You could join me." she says eagerly, maybe even more eagerly than you've heard her talk about her magic.
"The Six of us will be stronger than the Champions. We can overthrow them. And we, you and me, the people who'd follow me, we can make the world the way WE want it to be.">Reisen takes another half-step back from the Avatar, then stops, closing her eyes. Something passes over her face, and when she opens her red eyes again, you are surprised at the steel you see there. "You don't know everything about me, Avatar. You know about my slavery, but not the reason why I became a slave. You don't know what happened to me on the moon. What you just said? I once heard talk like that from a man on the moon, and that man committed a genocide, speaking the same thing. I couldn't stop him or the people that followed him because I didn't have any power. But I have power now, the power that Magical Lotus has given me. Now I can stop people like that. Patchouli, you were the first person I served that really cared about me, and I would have welcomed becoming your slave. But I won't let you become the kind of person that made me flee the moon. It's not too late." Reisen extends her hand to the visibly stricken Patchouli. "You're the last person in the world I ever wanted to fight, Patchouli. Please, don't force me to make you the first."
>The Avatar of Water stares at that hand for a long moment, then her lips quiver and twist into a snarl.
"Magical Lotus... You, you came here with her?">"I did." Reisen answers but Patchy is already twisting her head around, scanning the area for you. "Patchouli, please-"
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"YOU!" The Avatar roars as she finally spies you, jabbing an accusing finger at you.
"You turned her against me!"