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[maddest]

Break?

Yes, Emily?

Guess what I found?

What did you find?

A treasure map! A treasure map!

Treasure? My, my- what does it say.

I don't know! I can't read it.

Well, I can't read it either. How are we going to find the treasure, then?

Maybe we can ask someone to help?

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[daintydressing.livejournal.com]

Okay, lead the way! Let's go treasure hunting~!

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[exarmatio]

Alright!

[So, off they go to Yuca's place!]

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[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

[He is home. And unamused still, but he smiles when he opens the door to see them.]

Hello!

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[daintydressing.livejournal.com]

Hello, Mister Yuca. We were told that the next clue to the treasure map is here with you!

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[exarmatio]

Mhm. It said that it was somewhere in your dining room...?

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[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

My... dining room?

[Leaning in the doorway.]

I think you're mistaken.

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[daintydressing.livejournal.com]

But it says "where Yuca has his feasts". So that must be your dining room, right?

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[exarmatio]

Or... maybe the kitchen?

[Now he's just confused again.]

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[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

That's not the part you're mistaken about.

[He raises an eyebrow.]

It's thinking that you can just walk right into my home and waltz around my dining room.

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[daintydressing.livejournal.com]

Oh--! Of course, we're very sorry for assuming we could. May we please come in to look?

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[exarmatio]

Ah, y-yes, we... never would have just barged in. If you would let us look for another clue...

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[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

Nuh-uh.

[Crossing his arms over his chest.]

You both have to answer a riddle, first.

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[daintydressing.livejournal.com]

[The clue didn't say anything about a riddle...but, since Yuca was guarding the next clue, they had no choice.]

Alright.

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[exarmatio]

[Oh, he's good at riddles. Sudden confidence!]

I'm ready.

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[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

[Yuca smiles.]

It's easy. I learned it in Cailen, a long time ago. Negi, try to let the little lady solve it before jumping in, alright?

[And he takes a deep breath and starts to recite it.]

I with borrowed silver shine,
What you see is none of mine.
First I show you but a quarter,
Like the bow that guards the Tartar;
Then the half, and then the whole,
Ever dancing round the pole;
And true it is, I chiefly owe
My beauty to the shades below.

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[daintydressing.livejournal.com]

[Lizzie's brow furrows as she tries to think it over. Silver shine...show a quarter, then half, then whole...?

She brightens like the answer to the riddle.]

The moon!

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[exarmatio]

[Aha, the answer he'd come up with, too!]

I agree! It's the moon!

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[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

Ah, what bright children you are!

[He grins at them, ruffling Negi's hair before stepping aside and letting them enter.]

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[daintydressing.livejournal.com]

[Lizzie giggles and curtsies to Yuca in thanks before trotting in.]

Hmm...where do we start looking now?

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[exarmatio]

[That hair ruffle means more to Negi than you know, man.]

I'd say the dining room, wouldn't you?

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[daintydressing.livejournal.com]

I mean where in the dining room, Negi!

[Though that's quickly answered. It's kind of pinned down to the table with a knife.]

...I guess it's that?

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

We caught her! The little doll who stole our treasure map. She'll be hanged before the day is out, from the branches of the tallest tree in the city!

That old oak in the southenmost corner ought to do just nicely to send her to her death, don't you think?

Fitting revenge for trying to steal the treasure of a pirate king.

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[exarmatio]

... eeh? Hanged!?

[Oh god, Negi hopes this is just a game.]

Miss Lizzie, how are you with flying...?

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[daintydressing.livejournal.com]

[Lizzie turns a little pale at the description.]

Maybe we could try to reason with the pirate king...

[She blinks.]

Flying? On what? And how? Is it hard?

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[exarmatio]

M-maybe...

[He motions to the staff, strapped to his back.]

On this. Don't worry, it's very safe. Even if you lose your grip, you can't fall from it.