Fantasy AUs

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[lowres]

[ She shakes her head vigorously. ] Really, I’m being honest! I’m happy to help.

[fluidgender]

Well, if you're certain, we better not keep 'em waiting.

[lowres]

What do you need me to do, your majesty?

[fluidgender]

Erm. Well, there's no classy way to say some hair for a scrying experiment.

[lowres]

Oh! [ She plucks a few long strands with a little bit of a wince, but offers them. ] That’s not difficult at all.

[fluidgender]

Really leaping towards it now, huh?

[Leading her back, eyebrows raised.]

[lowres]

It isn’t asking much at all…

[fluidgender]

You prolly want to be more protective of this kind of thing though. There's all kinds of magic I don't even fully understand that might do some freaky stuff if they had your hair.

[lowres]

But I’m offering it to you, not anyone…

[fluidgender]

I'm kind of anyone!

[lowres]

[ She tilts her head???]

You’ve welcomed me into your home. You saved me from the king and from the knight who attacked me.

And the princess trusts you. And I trust her highness.

[fluidgender]

[Ah. Erm. Well.]

...I'm just hoping to see you safe in the future too.

[lowres]

I don’t think trusting you will make me unsafe.

[fluidgender]

Lots of people can have hidden agendas. Especially this close to the seat of power.

[lowres]

You are the seat of power, aren’t you?

[fluidgender]

Exactly. I could be surrounded by untrustworthy people. Or people untrustworthy could gravitate to you for being so near me.

[lowres]

Then I’ll continue to trust you and make sure to be careful!

[fluidgender]

[Shoulder pat!

But they'll be arriving before long. The old ladies have probably done some control tests on guards to confirm it works. Guards confirming that the images showing up in the bowl are their own parents. They're sizing up the kids like they're part of a recipe, measuring 'em and so on.]

[lowres]

[ Nia will offer out the strands of hair. ] Will this be enough?

[fluidgender]

[They'll take 'em! They're starting off with grabbing Adora's hair though. Dropping it into the silver bowl, mixing it with spices and... slowly, Adora and crew should be able to see some faces emerge clearly in the liquid.]

[8footswordlady]

[ The image solidifies into Fuu and Ranma looking much younger. Fuu is exhausted, thin and pale, her hair damp with sweat. Ranma’s looking tired from their escape and anxiety. But it’s clearly the pair of them from the night of Adora’s birth. ]

[fluidgender]

[Ah...]

That, erm... that wasn't the image of us I was hoping for people to see.

[Kaori understood that period was stressful in theory but she's extremely nauseous looking at it.]

[8footswordlady]

[ Fuu never realized how terrible that night was, truly, for Ranma. She holds their hand carefully. ] But it’s undeniable… that’s the moment she was born.

[fluidgender]

[Ranma's never forgotten how Fuu looked that day. They squeeze her hand.

Kaori:] Is... it even worth it to check mine or.

[hououji]

If you’d like to know…

Nothing will make you anything less than my daughter, Kaori.