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005 - Action/Voice
[Today marked a big day for Teddy Altman: He's eighteen today. If he were back in New York, he could vote in elections, own a credit/debit card of his own, and not have to groan over papers and applications that had a little note for people who were under eighteen. He's pretty much an adult now.
He still kind of feels like a young teenager who has no idea what he's doing, though, so he can't help being a little disappointed when he wakes up and doesn't suddenly feel like a man with a plan who knows everything and can do anything.
After gently being coaxed outside by Billy, Teddy decides to do all the things he usually does, seeing how Luceti is sorely lacking in ways to celebrate a milestone year like this. He wanders and chats up store owners, from the bakery to the weapon shop to Seventh Heaven to even the general store. He gets himself a large meal for lunch, as is customary for a guy like him, and orders his favorite just for today. He visits the library and reads up on whatever new comics they have, and that's where he gets lost in thought enough to open his journal and ask a question that's been on his mind since the day began.]
When someone turns eighteen, do they do anything special? It's a pretty big thing for teenagers in America; you can vote and get drafted and pretty much be considered an adult by the law. But does it mean anything in other worlds? Call me curious.
[He goes to the Battledome after that to simulate a basketball game – just to watch this time, not to participate. The 1992 East Regional Final, Duke verses Kentucky, one of the most suspenseful games in history and something that Teddy had watched on YouTube, but certainly not like this. It's no wonder that he's particularly hyped when he walks out. So much so that he takes to the sky as soon as he's outside, deciding that he'd rather take the joyride home rather than plain old walking. He's still a teenager, and he still feels pretty invincible even without that adult knowledge he was expecting, so why not?
Teddy might not feel any different, but it's still a pretty special day.]
He still kind of feels like a young teenager who has no idea what he's doing, though, so he can't help being a little disappointed when he wakes up and doesn't suddenly feel like a man with a plan who knows everything and can do anything.
After gently being coaxed outside by Billy, Teddy decides to do all the things he usually does, seeing how Luceti is sorely lacking in ways to celebrate a milestone year like this. He wanders and chats up store owners, from the bakery to the weapon shop to Seventh Heaven to even the general store. He gets himself a large meal for lunch, as is customary for a guy like him, and orders his favorite just for today. He visits the library and reads up on whatever new comics they have, and that's where he gets lost in thought enough to open his journal and ask a question that's been on his mind since the day began.]
When someone turns eighteen, do they do anything special? It's a pretty big thing for teenagers in America; you can vote and get drafted and pretty much be considered an adult by the law. But does it mean anything in other worlds? Call me curious.
[He goes to the Battledome after that to simulate a basketball game – just to watch this time, not to participate. The 1992 East Regional Final, Duke verses Kentucky, one of the most suspenseful games in history and something that Teddy had watched on YouTube, but certainly not like this. It's no wonder that he's particularly hyped when he walks out. So much so that he takes to the sky as soon as he's outside, deciding that he'd rather take the joyride home rather than plain old walking. He's still a teenager, and he still feels pretty invincible even without that adult knowledge he was expecting, so why not?
Teddy might not feel any different, but it's still a pretty special day.]
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So where were you living before you went there?
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Heaven.
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Wait, heaven?
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[THAT'S... one of the most overused plots he's ever heard, but it's still pretty cool. An angel is certainly not what he was thinking she was, namely an alien like him.]
What'd you go there for, if you don't mind me asking?
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To find my teacher...why she left is a very long story though.
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I could tell you the whole story, but I don't know how much sense it would make... [And she really doesn't like talking about Lucifer's son, even if he isn't here.]
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I've read about a lot of things that don't make sense, so I'll do my best to wrap my head around it. Unless you'd rather skip it and just tell me what your teacher's like instead.
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...My teacher is Hisui, the archangel of wind. She's always calm and never gets mad at me when I mess up a spell. She's much older than me, though she doesn't look like it, and she's also the one who taught me new songs, so I could do my job. I think I would say that she was like a mother to me, but we don't have parents, really.
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[Mothers... mm.]
Songs, though? Your job is singing?
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Mostly. It was to wake up the new angels. [Which is a much less confusing way than saying hatching angels, because that is when she starts getting weird looks.]
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[And in a few moments she starts this song for him. She hasn't had anyone ask her to sing for them since she got here, so it has a hint more of happiness to the song.]
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When she's done, Teddy opens his eyes and widens his smile to a grin.]
I can see why you're in charge of waking up new angels. You sound great.
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