[ The faerie zips out of the storage room for a moment. She isn't gone long. Her stuff isn't with her, but her bag's behind the food counter. She's back with the guidebook in seconds.
Then she's sitting on the same box again, and flipping to the relevant page. She reads quietly. She knows the passage, almost by heart, but she suspects that a simulacrum like Niina will prefer more concrete proof than memory alone. ]
"It has been my observation that certain simulacra on the peninsula are particularly susceptible to suggestion. Some find it difficult to say no; one particular acquaintance even frequently takes suggestions as orders to be followed, especially among those closer to him."
[ She pauses for a moment, and looks up at her friend. ]
Simulacra were a fairly new type of monster around the time that Spengler was writing... and yet he was already noticing a pattern.
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Date: 2022-11-23 09:16 am (UTC)[ The faerie zips out of the storage room for a moment. She isn't gone long. Her stuff isn't with her, but her bag's behind the food counter. She's back with the guidebook in seconds.
Then she's sitting on the same box again, and flipping to the relevant page. She reads quietly. She knows the passage, almost by heart, but she suspects that a simulacrum like Niina will prefer more concrete proof than memory alone. ]
"It has been my observation that certain simulacra on the peninsula are particularly susceptible to suggestion. Some find it difficult to say no; one particular acquaintance even frequently takes suggestions as orders to be followed, especially among those closer to him."
[ She pauses for a moment, and looks up at her friend. ]
Simulacra were a fairly new type of monster around the time that Spengler was writing... and yet he was already noticing a pattern.