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015 [Written/Voice]

[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.]

[[ooc: Replies will be made with

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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Wow...

Luke? Can you hear me? [Well Kairi that's a pretty stupid question, but she's almost wondering if this is even Luke.]

[Luke's huddled up by the tree now, glaring up at the rain and occasionally flicking his head to get the wet hair out of his face... And that's when Kairi's voice comes in, and she says his name. Aaaah dammit. Not again...]

What, are you some other person who knows me?

[Aw poor thing. Unlike Roxas who's probably getting pretty annoyed, Kairi actually kind of feels sorry for the brat...for now. She'll be patient with him to see if she can jar his memory.]

You could say that. I'm Kairi. ...you're not having a very good day, are you?

Tch, you could say that again. I'm lost, I'm in some dump I don't even know and can't get out of, everyone keeps saying they know who I am when they couldn't, it's raining and I've still got this stupid looking cast on my arm!

[He bangs the cast against the tree once. He's already learned from his conversation with Xion that he should leave it alone until he can get a doctor to take it off, but he's just so sick of it being on there.]

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Hey, I wouldn't call it a dump-wait what happened to your arm? Stop banging it around, you're going to make it worse.

Who knows? It sure wasn't like this before I got thrown here.

Have you had anyone check it out since you've been here?

I haven't even seen anyone yet. I just hear them from this thing. [He gestures to the journal.] And no one will tell me how to get anywhere!

It might help if you came out of hiding and came into the village. There are people that can help you out. You're in the forest, right? Do you see a river nearby at all?

[He's about to snap that no one's told him how to get to this supposed village -

But it looks like she's about to help. Luke pauses, then lifts his head a bit.]

I don't see one... What's it sound like? Don't they make some kind of noise?

[...he doesn't know what a river sounds like? Okay, she's officially a little worried now.] It just sounds like running water, usually a little splashing because there are rocks in the river. Does that help at all?

[He's silent for a few seconds, and then...]

I think I hear one... I'm going to see what it looks like.

[And he's off - though he ducks under trees as he goes along and he keeps the journal open with his fingers. Stupid rain... But he really does want to see what a river looks like. All he's seen are still pictures in books.]

Okay...let me know what you see. [She stays on the line as he walks, silently listening and watching him. She's trying to figure out just what they managed to do to him. This definitely isn't the Luke she knows, and yet he still looks and sounds like a Luke.]

[The sounds of the river get louder as Luke moves on, and after a while, his footsteps stop, and all that can be heard is the constant sound of the river flowing.

After a few minutes, Luke remembers that he's talking to someone, so he looks down at the journal with an unsure expression... Then holds it up, journal facing out towards the river, a frown and a blush on his face. He's not sure if this will work, and he'll feel pretty dumb if it doesn't, standing here holding a book out like this.]

This is stupid... Hey, are you still there? This is a river, isn't it?

[She shakes off the few stray thoughts and theories she's had about the situation, looking into the journal to see what Luke's trying to show her.]

Yeah, that's a river. Peaceful, isn't it? [She doesn't say anything for a few moments, letting Luke interpret that however he wants.] Follow it and you should head straight into the main part of the village. Think you can handle that?

Of course I can, it's just walking.

[He huffs, then hangs the journal by his side again as he follows the river. He keeps watching it, marveling over how it travels faster than he is... though he can't help complaining a little.]

I thought a river would be faster than this... like those really rough ones that flood cities. This one's kind of boring...

Just making sure.

[She doesn't say anything until Luke does, laughing a little at his comment.]

Well would you rather the city start flooding instead? They could probably arrange that.

No, I just thought it wouldn't be as slow, that's all!

[Though it is nice to look at. He can say that much.]

And what do you mean "they"? No one can control rivers.

When a Shift happens, anything can be controlled. It sounds crazy, I know, but it's true. I've seen earthquakes and everything here.

They can even make natural disasters happen? Jeez...

[He looks out at the river again.]

... For a river that could flood any second, it sure doesn't look all that interesting. [He lies, though, considering he keeps looking out at it.]

It's technically their world. They can do anything.

No. Rivers are usually pretty standard...the lakes and the ocean around here though are really pretty. Maybe you can see those later when you're settled in, too. But first get your arm looked at.

I've never seen the ocean, either... [He's only heard about it... hasn't even seen pictures. He's caught up by that thought for a second, before he glances down at his arm.] ... Oh, yeah, right. Who's going to look at it for me?

...never? Sorry, I know a lot of people haven't but wow. I grew up on an island, so I don't know what that must even be like. [Still, she pauses when he asks his next question.] I guess you could always go see the people at the clinic, or maybe one of the actual doctors in town.

I've been stuck inside a manor all my life, I never could see the outside! [How indignant he sounds! If only because he thinks she's making fun of him with that first part, and Luke wishes to defend himself against such things.]

...the manor didn't have windows?

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