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[onthetrail]

[You can smell smoke.

This is not usually a good development, so it's natural that no matter where you are in the mansion, you'd stop what you're doing and look around. Maybe glance towards the open window and catch sight of a plume of grey smoke in the distance. Glancing out of the window, you can see that there is a small -- shed? shack? At this distance it's hard to tell -- building erected on the lawn.

In front of it a small campfire is burning brightly. There's no sign of anyone tending it. Do you invest--

Sorry. Silly question! Forgot who I was talking to a moment there.

Of course you investigate.]

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[attitude_adjustment]

...If this was a year ago, I'd probably agree...

[But between half the supernatural dealings in his world nOPE. NOPE, NOPE.]

...As it is, lets just say that whatever laws of physics you know about probably apply to your world... Only.

[onthetrail]

[Conan's expression is decidedly non-plussed. He's not a fan of things that don't make sense and not much of Koji's explanation does. Besides the fire worked, and gravity seems to still be in force and if that isn't laws of physics, what is ... ?]

Rabbit's done.

[attitude_adjustment]

[He catches the expression quickly.] ...Unless they're the same. [THAT JUST MAKES IT WORSE-

Oh hey, rabbit.] Great! [yes, good, food.]

[onthetrail]

[Yes, food is something they can both get behind. Conan cuts the cooking stick in half with his knife, before holding one of the kebabs out to Koji.]

[attitude_adjustment]

Heheeee~ Thanks~

[NOMNOMNOMNOM- wow take smaller bites koji yikes-]

[onthetrail]

[Conan side-eyes Koji's eating habits -- surely if the mansion is so safe and so well-stocked, he has no reason to eat like one starving?]

You're welcome.

[Conan chews much more sedately on his own portion of the rabbit.] Ne ... where did you say the indoor forest was?

[attitude_adjustment]

[DON'T JUDGE HIS EATING HABITS- ...His Conan already does that.]

Mn- Third floor last I checked.

[onthetrail]

Third floor.

[Conan gives the mansion another look. He's still not sure about this but ... there's only one way to find out.]

[attitude_adjustment]

Aah.

Curious I take?

[onthetrail]

I'd like to know more about it. See if it's what I think it is.

[attitude_adjustment]

[Spoilers, it's not.] Alright... [He stands up, swallowing the last of his rabbit. (koji there's nothing lEFT-)]

Ready when you are then.

[onthetrail]

[Seeing that his companion is ready to leave, Conan bolts the last of his meat then hurriedly stands.]

I'm ready!

[attitude_adjustment]

Right! In we go!

[When he opens the door, you'll be met with a grand foyer entrance, staircase moving up to the second floor and another door at the top of it likely leading further up. The mansion is huge, no doubt- and he'll continue on his way toward the proper staircase to the third floor so long as you follow.]

[onthetrail]

[Follow Conan does, if reluctantly and at some distance behind, glancing about himself everytime there is a noise from within the mansion.]

it's actually fox-gin's garden haha. :'D

[attitude_adjustment]

[They'll eventually come up to what appears to be a simple door- though it IS styled differently...] Alright, I'm pretty sure this is the place...

[He opens the door and... ...Wow who put the sky in here? Not to mention everything else. The room is obviously larger than should be possible... How interesting!] Tadaaaah~

[onthetrail]

[Okay, this is ... not a carefully climate controlled biological production sphere. Conan takes a few steps past Gin into the room, staring about himself.]

This is ...

[attitude_adjustment]

Cool eh? [As he ponders how horrible it would have been to find the hell-pit room instead.]

[orchid_below]

[...how does one explain souls...]

A soul is the core of yourself; what makes a person a person. It's also the part of you that ascends to Heaven or descends to Hell upon your death. Without it you are little more than a husk of your former self. It's a tragic condition to be soulless.

[onthetrail]

It's remarkable. The air ... It doesn't taste synthesized. If I didn't know better, I'd say ...

[Conan frowned.] I'd say it was real.

[onthetrail]

What makes a person a person ... ?

[Something smells delicious . Could it be the drawing room? Bumping into Ran again goes here.]

[attitude_adjustment]

I said it was real didn't I? [He's grinning though, heheheeee]

[orchid_below]

Yes, exactly. It's rather difficult to explain.

[smiles, amused, at the bumping[

But it can wait until after we've had something to eat.

[opens the door to the dining room!]

[onthetrail]

But it can't be. That doesn't make sense!

[onthetrail]

Is it only people?

[The dining room. Conan holds tightly on to Ran's hand as they enter, but the expected scolding doesn't come. Instead he slowly weighs the amount of food spread out in front of them with a distinctly troubled air.]

[attitude_adjustment]

The place brings in people from alternate dimensions and universes and you say that only now?