The Same Coin

Chapter Two -- Tavros

You are now someone else.

Your name is Tavros Nitram, and you are dead. You've been dead for a while now; you're from a doomed timeline, in which... actually, you don't want to think about it. It was quite disturbing.

Anyway, you've just been wandering around the bubbles, talking to people and having fun, for nearly two years now... at least, you think it's been that long. It's hard to keep track of time in the afterlife. Aradia said that time doesn't matter anymore, and you think that's probably true. Presently, you're wandering around around somwhere that looks like it might be Alternia. In any case, it certainly isn't your memory. And that means there's somebody to talk to!

Soon enough, you spot him. Holy crap, his horns are huge! Almost as big as yours, and curly! You've got to meet this guy. Who knows, you might have a lot in common!

As you get closer, you notice some other things about him. He looks like he's around your age; when you died, that is. His hair is in these braids with what looks like yarn of various colors woven through it, and is a bit less than shoulder-length. The 'whites' of his eyes are the normal-for-trolls yellow, which shows that he is not dead. But instead of the gray you'd expect from someone around six sweeps, his irises are pure white. The sign on his shirt is also white... you guess he's a whiteblood? You've never heard of anyone like that before.

You introduce yourself and ask his name.

"My name is Cewain. Cewain Matexa." He replies with a smile.

(Quirk Note: Cewain replaces all his 'a's with capital 'V's, and all his 'v's with capital 'A's.)

TAVROS: iTS,,, uH,,, nICE TO MEET YOU,,, cORNAN

CEWAIN: Likewise!

CEWAIN: Its been quite V long time since I'Ae met Vnyone new here.

CEWAIN: Vlthough, I hVAen't been here that long, about two weeks.

TAVROS: yOUVE BEEN DREAMING FOR,,, uH,,, tWO WEEKS?

CEWAIN: Nope! I physicVlly stVnd before you, in person.

TAVROS: oH.

TAVROS: sO,,, kIND OF LIKE ARADIA,,, wITH HER,,, uM,,, gUIDE TO THE AFTERLIFE THING?

CEWAIN: Well, I don't know who thVt is, but I expect it is a good compVrison!

CEWAIN: Vlthough, I'm reVlly no guide, just V trVAeller.

TAVROS: wHY WOULD YOU BE TRAVELLING THROUGH THE,,, uM,,, bUBBLES?

TAVROS: iT SEEMS LIKE THERE MIGHT BE A,,, eR,,, bETTER WAY.

CEWAIN: Not for me, there isn't.

CEWAIN: My sister cVn nVAigVte the Ring, though. So she is out there, while I wVnder Vbout in here.

CEWAIN: Not thVt I'm complVining.

TAVROS: wHATS A SISTER?

CEWAIN: Uhmm... ThVt's V bit hVrder to explVin.

CEWAIN: Well, she's V girl, whom I'm relVted too, geneticVlly, quite closely.

CEWAIN: When we were V grub, we inhVbited the sVme body. But upon pupVtion, we split into two sepVrVte beings!

TAVROS: i'M NOT REALLY SURE I GET THAT,

TAVROS: bUT,,, uM,,, oKAY.

Cewain smiles. "It's okVy, believe me. Our bond is excessiAely complicVted."

You return the smile. This new friend seems pretty odd, but in a good way. You wonder who this 'sister' could possibly be. What is a sister anyway? What does that mean?

Tavros: Be this mysterious sister.