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[hippocarnival]

Hey, everyone.

[There's a pause, like he's waiting to be sure enough people are listening before he continues. He wants to reach as much of the carnival as possible.] I spoke to Noa, and she explained a little bit more about the Void and the Harbingers to me.

She said she thinks the carnival members can still be saved. I think so, too. The Void makes them think there's nothing worth living for, but we know them and we know that's not true. If we can show them that whay they cared about before still matters, what was to their souls can be purified and the Void won't have them anymore. We think CY-Ren can be saved, too.

I... don't know exactly how to do that. But everyone taken, they have friends here, don't they? If we work together, we can find a way. Maybe we can share what made them happy, what might remind them of who they are or--or how to talk to them? [His voice wavers a little, but not out of lack of confidence in his plan.]

I know they can be reached. It won't be easy, but... I think we should try. I think it's better than just fighting them.

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[npcarnival]

[ Noa’s quiet for a bit, thinking. Its enough time for the conversation with Foster, welll ... to happen, and she’ll stall her response to the question in favor of biting her lip and resting a hand on Yuya’s shoulder. ]

Are you all right? He, um, wasn’t like that when he came to my place...

[hippocarnival]

[Yuya looks up at her.] I... I'm fine.

[His grip on the radio tightens slightly, though he leaves it off.] I don't think those things at all.

[About not wanting to risk anything, or leaving CY-Ren miserable or dead. He's sure he doesn't, but... he still looks lost and bewildered as he says it.]

[npcarnival]

I know you don't.

[ Her gaze softens a little, but she pauses, her hand still firmly on Yuya's shoulder. ]

To be honest, I'm a little worried ... that CY-Ren and the others might react that way, too. If we try to tell them how we think they should feel. It's a little presumptuous, right? [ Noa scratches at her cheek absently. ]

I don't really know CY-Ren. I only know ... how her music makes me feel.

[hippocarnival]

I wish we could talk to her sooner. [He looks down at the radio, brow furrowed in thought.] We'll just have to ask her at the concert, right? If you can connect even over a little understanding, a lot more can follow. I want to ask what her true feelings are.

[He'd like for her know she isn't alone in them. That those matter, too.]

[npcarnival]

[ Noa hums agreement. But-- ]

We're still going to need to find a way to pay attention to us, first.

Do you know what the other Guardians can do?

[hippocarnival]

[Yuya nods. That's the hard part, isn't it? But if they remember the kind of people they are, Yuya's sure they can do it.]

Rita has a magic book, Lambert has a motorcycle, Cole can show happy memories... Yuzu made me feel stronger and hits really hard.

[He pauses and hums, trying to remember what else he heard in the radio.] 9S has lasers and someone else can heal?

[npcarnival]

[ Noa's face suggests that's not a whole lot of information to go on, Yuya! But it's a start. ]

I think if this is going to work, we need to find a way to get all our Sparks to work together somehow ... I've seen what the Harbingers have done around Wismuth.

[ And she looks a little teasing. ]

You didn't say what you can do, though.

[hippocarnival]

Oh, uh... I make bubbles. [He sounds sheepish, rubbing the back of his head.] I can make them do things like... turn into goo, or light.

[npcarnival]

Can you show me?

[ Noa waves a hand encouragingly! Don't be shy now, Yuya! ]

[hippocarnival]

I... yeah, sure. [He's a little shy, pushing off the bench and holding the wand up. He doesn't want to startle Noa, so any effects that area confrontational are already off the list of examples.

He sucks in a breath and waves it out to release a flurry of colourful bubbles. They glow like their own self contained color lights, very bright, until they pop in a shower of sparkles.]