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[The handwriting that suddenly appears is very sloppy, but still somewhat readable. It's a combination of being drugged, having messy handwriting in the first place, and having a cast on his arm to have to work around.]

I don't really remember what happened, so I'll try to write what I can here.

A weird girl attacked us while I was practicing with Master Van. She sang this song that made us all sleepy (a "fonic hymn", he called it... What's that?). I tried to stop her, but all of a sudden this... incredible power appeared between us, and next thing I knew I woke up here without a shirt on.

I don't see that girl anywhere... She probably ran off. She'd better not be going to attack Master Van again! That girl's got a lot of nerve, barging in on our practice session like that! If I see her again...!

Whatever that power was, it threw me somewhere I'm not familiar with. And it took my shirt and my pants! Now I've got these scratchy white pants, and I'm in the middle of some forest! I don't know how to get back, but I remember Master Van saying that moss grows on the... south side of a tree, so I guess I'll

[The writing suddenly stops. After a moment, the video button is accidentally brushed against as the writer appears to be busy flipping between pages with an ever increasing frown. The writer himself has the exact face and hair color of one Luke fon Fabre, but something seems... different about him. His hair is much longer, and the ends of his hair fade to a blond color, just like his wings, which he has not noticed yet. After a few more seconds of looking at the pages, he clenches his teeth and growls, and that's the last you'll see of him from the journal, because he just threw it aside.]

This isn't even my diary! Dammit, where the hell am I?!

[He gets up and glares off in the distance. And though you can't see him, you can certainly hear him as he yells off in a random direction.]

Hey, girl! Come out here and face up to what you did! You're a Malkuth soldier, aren't you? Are you trying to kidnap me again?! When my father hears that you kidnapped the son of Duke Fabre again, you'll be sorry you even tried attacking us!

...

And what the hell did you put on my arm?!

[He's not talking to anyone in particular. In fact, he really wishes he'd hear a response. He's mostly yelling just to get some kind of answer – even that girl would be nice by now. Luke has no idea where he is, nor how to get back... Maybe she'll know.]

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bratacus! And for the record, the Malnosso healed all his injuries; they were just too lazy to take the cast off. If anyone came to visit him while he was in the clinic, he probably got them to sign their name on it, so. Just a little tidbit.]]

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Is that what that sound is? I've never seen a river before...

[But his slight wonderment is cut short by the sound of rumbling in the sky. Ooooh, no! First he's lost, now it's going to rain on him!]

Look, hurry up, so what do I do when I find this river of yours?

Follow the flow of the river and let me know when you see the village. The buildings are numbered, so I should be able to find you.

[He shoots a glance out the window.] ...and maybe bring you something to wear in case it starts to rain.

I don't want you to find me! I still don't even know who you are or why you're even talking to me!

[... Wait a second.]

And didn't you say my name earlier?

[Of course. Luke's memories must be from before they met, if that entry he wrote was any indication of that. That meant he didn't know anyone here, or anything that happened with Van...]

[...at the very least, he can use that to his advantage.]

That's right, I never had the chance to introduce myself. I'm Ion, Fon Master of the Order of Lorelei. I'm an acquaintance of your instructor, Van. [A smile.] I've heard him mention your name before and figured it was you when you mentioned him in your writing.

[PING.

Any hint of irritation seems to melt away when he hears about Van.]

Master Van? Is he here? Did he come looking for me?

[Like flipping a switch...]

You should work on finding the village first. I'd hate for you to be wandering out in the rain. You might catch a cold.

And maybe Master Van's there... So I just follow the river, right?

[Suddenly he CAN'T WAIT to find this village!!]

[He'll be so heartbroken when he learns the truth...]

That's right. Hopefully you'll arrive before the weather changes... [And Ion's already getting ready to go out, complete with a coat for Luke and an umbrella for each of them.

[SPEAKING OF WHICH

PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSH and the rain pours down.

Luke lets out a "dammit!" before he ducks under a tree and huddles up there, knees pulled up and his back against the tree -

Which makes him feel his wings.]

Ow - What the...

...

G-GAH!

[f-ffff why couldn't today be the day of a heat wave?]

[He heard that extra cry though. Unfortunately, Luke re-discovering his wings isn't the first thing that jumps to mind as the reason for it.]

Luke? Is everything all right?

No! I've got things on my back!

O-Oh! Those are your wings. That's... a little bit harder to explain, but everyone here has them. Just be careful not to pull on them.

OWWW!

[THUNK. Too late.]

[khjsdfkjs...!]

Luke!?

[...he's going to have to go find Luke himself, isn't he?]

Owww...

Dammit, you could've told me that sooner...

[He's not down enough to stop bitching, at least.]

I'm sorry, Luke. [He feels bad about it, really. Hm...]

Can you see the mountains from where you are right now? If you tell me which direction the water is flowing in relation to them, I might be able to try meeting you half-way.

[Sorry, Ion, he's too busy ruffling his hands roughly through his hair as he tries to figure out this mess of a situation. He's probably been kidnapped again, he has wings that hurt, and he doesn't know where he is, but Master Van's here so it's okay now, and this person...

Wait...

Luke slowly uncurls from his ball and narrows his eyes at the journal.]

You're the Fon Master?

[...Luke, bro, what is that face. ):]

Yes, I am.

Master Van's been looking for you, and you've been here all this time?!

[OOOOH, he's pissed. It's because of this guy that Master Van had to leave him!]

[...SIGH.]

I'm afraid there's more to it than that, Luke. None of the people in Luceti are here by choice.

You still could've sent a letter or something! Then he wouldn't have had to leave!

[THIS IS GETTING THEM NOWHERE looks like you'll have to wait in the rain a little longer, Luke.]

I'm sorry Luke, but I couldn't have send a letter. This place, Luceti... we aren't on Auldrant anymore.

[HE'D RATHER WAIT IN THE RAIN THAN BE PICKED UP BY A LAZY FON MASTER WHO CAN'T EVEN WRITE TO VA - WHAT.]

But that - that's impossible! No on can get off of Auldrant!

I know it's hard to believe, but it's as true. Those wings on your back shouldn't be possible either.

Don't even talk about those things! [Yes, Luke is determined to ignore their existence.] I can't be off of Auldrant, those glass things -

[He looks up at the sky, squints from the rainfall, and he goes silent.

The sky is clear. At least, the parts that aren't covered by the rain clouds... Those glass beads he always admired in the sky aren't there anymore.]

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