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Private to Sakuya Izayoi:

[For a city with so much going on, Remilia still manages to find herself bored. It was not a rare situation for her. It was practically her default state at this point. What was not normal was that she was alone. Having finally managed to master the use of modern technology, she was intent on finding out why with the wonderful invention known as a text message. It was a strange sort of sorcery, but it worked.]

You have been out for some time, Sakuya. Have you hit upon misfortune?

[She insisted on typing her words out exactly how she would say them. It was a matter of pride for her.]

Public:

Satisfy my curiosity. Several months ago, I asked about inhuman people who had been brought here. Now, I would like to ask a more specific question. I am certain I am not the only one here upon which mortality has no grasp. If that description does not make it obvious, I speak of what is sometimes called the 'undead'. I find the term distasteful myself, but it is a word that is convenient to describe what I mean. I do not, of course, ask for you to divulge your secrets and weaknesses, it is mere idle curiosity.

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Sakuya's phone buzzed. She paused, reaching down into a pocket of space and withdrawing it. Her eyebrows raised slightly in surprise. It was unusual for Remilia to contact her while she was out shopping. Text or otherwise.

I took a detour. I am looking at clothes. I intend to get a new outfit or two for myself.

Her texting was a little less formal than her speech though she still insisted on using proper punctuation.

[Thankfully, the little vampire isn't in a foul mood. Boredom and curiosity prompted her to contact the woman.]

I see. That is disappointing. Not your shopping, of course, but the fact that there is no trouble. I suppose I could always cause some myself.

[How little she actually means that doesn't really come across in text form, but if anyone would know how she thinks, it would be Sakuya.]

Is there a reason for your sudden interest in expanding your wardrobe?

The comment got a chuckle out of Sakuya. Though a part of her was relieved there was no trouble to speak of.

I have little to wear outside of my uniform. And being in uniform often earns me odd looks. Especially when I am alone. So I am trying to learn what is 'modern.'

[It actually had not occurred to Remilia that the outfit might be seen as odd. Back in Gensokyo, Sakuya was 'The Devil's Maid'. No one thought it unusual to see her dressed like that. Everyone knew who the silver haired maid was. Here, seeing a woman in a maid outfit might invoke much different thoughts.]

I suppose that is fine. I am surprised you are willing to wear something you did not make yourself, however. Or does that distaste only matter for my own clothing?

It wasn't like she could build up the same kind of reputation in a place so large. Especially with how fantastic the general public seemed to be.

I am not confident I can properly replicate these styles. That is why I am looking about today. I do not intend to purchase anything yet. I will be getting help from an acquaintance in making my selection.

[The same, unfortunately, is what Remilia has experienced. This is not a small, cozy little corner of the world, it is a sprawling place where she got lost among the crowds. Remilia did not like being merely a part of the crowds.]

I assume you mean you cannot YET replicate them. Still, I suppose I see no issue with you not going out in your uniform at all times. It is not that uniform that makes you who you are, after all. But enough of clothes, what is this about an acquaintance? Has this city made you more social?

Yet is correct. But modern styles seem to require stitches and fabrics that are difficult for human hands to replicate. Machines produce these clothes. It is easier to buy them.

[ The second question was answered in a separate text. ]

It is the young woman we met at the maid cafe. She sent me a picture of a maid outfit that she claimed to be a kind of costume and asked my thoughts. The conversation turned to clothing.

I see. I cannot say I understand a need for clothes so complex. If they cannot be made by hand, how will they be mended if the need arises? I myself prefer the ones you make with your own hand. Besides, the ones in the store do not have room for my wings.

So, that girl contacted you? I vaguely recall her. I do not recall being annoyed with her. She was no true maid, but she was not disrespectful.

Well I'm not UNdead but I did die and return, so I'm not entirely sure what that means for me once it actually happens for good.

That is still something most people cannot claim. I am actually uncertain of how that could even happen. I do not believe you a liar, I have merely never heard of someone dying and coming back as they were. Mostly people stay dead, or occasionally become ghosts. If you are willing to share, I would be interesting in learning more.

I'm aware.

[Death has some funny caveates in Tyria, but as far as she knows she and her friends are the only ones who have been capable of properly making a deal with the Judge.]

I wasn't the only one, either. My friends and I were pursuing a fallen God who was wreaking havoc through Elona and when we were finally able to corner him he managed to instead turn and kill all of us that were there at the time.

We woke up in the Domain of the Lost where most souls go to be judged before moving onto the afterlife properly. The domain was overrun by creatures that weren't supposed to be there, ones that were consuming the souls before they could move on, so we were able to strike a deal with the Judge to eradicate them in exchange for our return so we could deal with Balthazar properly.

We didn't get out unscathed, though. We all came back with horrible scars from where he had fatally injured us.

Is there something specific you want to know, or are you merely seeking solidarity?

I suppose if I had to pick one, it would be the second. Though in truth I merely just wish to have my curiosity sated. If you know what I am talking about you must know how tedious an unending life gets as the centuries pass.

I only turned about ten years ago. So I actually don't have experienc with unending life just yet, I'm still well within the bounds of a normal human lifespan.

It is not as great as those who lack it may think it is. When you start running out of new experiences, the days blend together. Still, I would hardly choose to become human if I could. I have too much pride for that.

So were you born the way you are, then? ...Or created, I suppose, that's also a possibility.

I will not lie to you and claim I recall my own birth, but I have never been anything other than a vampire. I was never turned, I am pureblooded.

[Pride does not really come across in text form, but the choice of words at least hints at how she feels about it.]

Were it up to me, I would have chosen something similar. To not be born human, but rather something else. Lack of stimulation aside, it's largely a marked improvement.

I think most humans would, when they see the alternative. I have had humans try and mock me for my inability to go into the sun. In exchange for that light I cannot be killed, and my strength towers over others. It is a fair trade. Though the technology of this city removes even that limitation anyway. Now, will you tell me of yourself?

Proper undead, as most people understand it. Killed ten years ago and revived by a virus I had deliberately infected myself with. The result is enhanced speed, strength, and physical regeneration, as well as a general lack of inclination to remain dead when people kill me.

A virus?

[Being from a place where the technology could not produce anything like that, the concept was a little foreign to her.]

You are the first I have ever spoken with to claim a non-magical origin for your undeath. I had actually not believed it possible. Interesting. As you seem willing to speak, I shall ask more of you. First, I must ask, are there others like you? That used science instead of sorcery to discard mortality?

There are others who have tried.

[It's fortunate, perhaps, that this is over text, because god knows how fucking smug that would be otherwise. As it stands, it's already pretty smug.]

[The implication is not lost on her.]

But not succeeded, I take it. So you are a unique case. And you did this to yourself simply because you were not satisfied with your humanity?

[She is hardly judging, she has met precious few decent humans the way it is.]

Bluntly put, yes. It's hardly something to simply be complacent with when there are other options available. The opportunity presented itself, and so I took it. Seeing as I didn't die horribly, I'd say the benefits are deserved.

You took a risk and beat the odds. Anyone that says otherwise is likely just envious of what you have accomplished. As for me, I find the whole thing very interesting. A human that recognizes they can be more, and does not simply lament their weakness, is something that is entirely too rare.

If a way to seize power is available to me, then I find that the means often don't matter. It's genuinely one of the few things that matter in this world.

pretty sure I'm not the same kind of Undead you are

But you ARE some manner? As I said I will not ask for divulged secrets, but I freely admit you have touched upon my curiosity now.

they're different on my world

undead is a word for creatures that cannot die

not anything to do with corpses

I see. That is, indeed, quite different. While I am no corpse, the undead I know of are. The important part here is that, whoever you are, you cannot die. That is interesting in its own right. In that sense, we are not so different.

is your kind meant for battle?

Frankly, I'm curious as to how many of us there are here, as well.

I feel there are probably many unwilling to let themselves be publicly known. The lesser undead, or perhaps ones that feel more fear towards the living than they should.

We should start a club. Or a newsletter. Not sure how many people will sign up, in the end, but solidarity was never a bad thing.

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