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Character(s): Terra Branford, Eden, the Onion Knight, Violet
Content: Terra comes across a mysterious bottle as she finally makes her way home.
Setting: On her way back home → Eventually the condo
Time: Early afternoon? Week 37.
Warnings: I... doubt it.


What... an odd experience. Whatever Shantotto had attempted to do, didn't seem to have worked out quite the way it was planned. Terra was half-way between relieved and curious. Knowing that the small mage was a warrior of Cosmos in the past had her believing by default that the plan couldn't have been all that malicious, but... something seemed off about the doctor that she was unable to place her finger on, exactly...

Still, it seemed as though the snow was finally letting up, which she was grateful for as she began the trek home. Hopefully the knight and Violet were all right taking care of themselves in her absence -- she didn't anticipate any problems with how caring the young boy was (when it came to her, at least). With the trains still out of commission she had opted to walk back to the condominum where she had chosen to make her home, though as she treked along... something sparkling in the distance caught her eye.

Jogging over to it, she bent down, brushing away some of the snow to reveal... a lamp? Curiously, she picked it up and began turning it over in her hands... "What's this doing out here?" she wondered aloud.

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Whoop, looks like we got a newbie. S’alright though, this genie can sure explain to her the whole spiel. Eden gave a gentle nod as she put her hands underneath her chin, as if she was leaning against a desk with her elbows, although clearly she was floating in the air, “Ah new to the whole genie thing? Huh? That’s alright, I’ll explain,” Eden then zapped up a big comfy chair, for the girl to sit on as she poofed herself up in a business outfit, short skirt, pen in hair, and everything.

“Now remember when you rubbed that bottle you’re holding there? When you did that, you called me, Eden. Your new and beautiful genie,” Eden said as waggled her pen toward the girl as she pretend to mark things down on her clipboard, “What comes with me, might you ask?” The pen then poofed away as she held up three fingers for the young lady, as her outfit quickly changed to monk robes, “Three wishes, just three, no more no less. Three, shall be the number of wishes thou shalt have and the number of the wishes shall be three. Four shalt thou not have, neither thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out! Once the number three, being the third number of wishes, be reached, then shall my being of servitude to you be done. Who I advise shall choose these wishes be wise, or it’ll suck.”

Eden blinked for a second as she poofed back to her normal outfit, “Whoa, had a Holy Hand Grenade moment there,” she cleared her throat as she waved it off, “Point is I am your genie now, and you are my master. And my job is to grant you three wishes.”