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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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[Much of what Luke says seems distant, like he was speaking at a distance. It was fuzzy, and Miyabi has to raise her head a little to actually remember what he said. He sounded so different...so unlike the Luke she knew. Was that...normal? The change was dramatic, and odd, but Miyabi still felt empty, so she can't feel frustrated with his behavior, yet.]

...My name is Miyabi.

[She looks over her shoulder, out of the corner of her eye, for some reaction. Maybe it'll jog his memory...maybe. She's hoping for it.]

[Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand

nope.]

Miyabi? Huh, must be some Malkuth name. [He's never heard anything like that before, anyway.]

[Ow, that hurt, though she's not entirely surprised. How could he remember her name if he didn't even remember her face? Miyabi's shoulders square, and her wings puff up with frustration. Not at Luke, but the Malnosso. Why did they do something like this? Why did they take him away?! Why, why, why?! She wanted Luke back...she wanted her brother back.

But--no. Not right now. He doesn't even know what this place is, doesn't he? And he's still wet, and must be cold, too. It's still Luke, even if he doesn't remember.

It's still Luke.

After a deep breath to relax herself, Miyabi finds some inner peace and turns over her shoulder to look at Luke, this time seeming a bit more hospitable.]

I'm afraid not, I'm not from Malkuth. ...I've never heard of that place, actually. [She smiles, sadly.] This is Luceti - far from your, my, and everyone else's homes.

You have a journal, right? How much do you know about this place? [The Guide is still there, after all, and others must have contacted him if he talked into it.]

[He just gives her a look as she explains. Yes, he's heard this already. He was just hoping there'd be someone from his world who actually found him. Before he answers, he brushes his bangs aside, as they've started drooping in his hair and obscuring his vision in his left eye.]

I'm not in Auldrant at all, I'm in some other world that doesn't have those glass... I mean, the fonbelt, I can't get out, I'm being experimented on, and Master Van isn't even here.

[He sounds more and more irritated as he talks. That last one is just the worst thing of all. Master Van could've gotten him out of here easily!]

[Miyabi watches Luke's actions, and slows down so he can adjust his bangs. Her demeanor seems different, though still subdued. It...hurt, quite a bit, to know that Luke was different and no longer remembered her, but what's to stop them from rebuilding that bond they once shared? Plus, Miyabi was still clinging, desperately, to the hope that this was just a one-time thing. Luke still had his cast, after all. No one, thus far, had been returned home and came back with something obtained from Luceti.

After Luke finished speaking, Miyabi nodded. So, he knew the blunt basics, then. Good, but not enough. ...Maybe she'll tell him more later, once they were dry and warm and fed. For now, she tilts her head at him.]

Master Van?

[Luke never spoke about any master before.]

[It's as if Miyabi just turned on a lightbulb in Luke's expression. The annoyance melts away, and he smiles instead.]

Yeah! Master Van's my teacher, and he's the coolest person in Auldrant! [His smile fades, though, as he looks down at his cast.] If he were here, he'd get us out of here for sure.

[Pfft, so cute. Miyabi can't help but smile faintly at Luke's reaction, though it's short lived. She won't shoot down his hopes, though, and instead just pleasantly inquires.]

Oh, he must be a very strong person. [How come she's never heard of him before? :|a] How do you think he'd get us out?

He's only the strongest person in Auldrant! He'd come swooping in and rip all the Molasses or whatever they are apart! He'd scare them so badly that he'd make them want to take us back, and then everyone would get to see how cool he is before they all get sent back home!

[There are practically stars in his eyes at this point. Clearly, he's imagining the whole scene in his head and it's awesome.]

[O-Oh gods, he's so cute. Miyabi stifles a giggle by putting a hand to her mouth, but she does smile. He really hadn't changed, deep down. It really was still Luke, even if he looked more like Asch, and acted like a spoiled brat sometimes. He was still Luke and, maybe...hopefully, they could regain that same bond they shared.]

Then let's hope he shows up one day. New fea--uhm, new people are still coming in, so maybe he'll show up. [She lifts up the lantern once the treeline begins to diminish. Did he have a place to stay? Ah, but first thing's first--]

The clothing shop shouldn't be too far from where we're coming out. You can dry off and get dressed.

[Man, Luke sure hopes Van comes here. That'd be just what he needs... Someone he can really count on. Someone to rely on in this crazy mess he got himself into...

But now he has to focus on other things.]

Finally. Dammit, I'm drenched!

[Even though Luke was whining, it's not like he was lying, either. He really was drenched. Miyabi slowed her pace to a halt, and set down her basket of fruits, herbs, and mushrooms, and removes the outer robe she was wearing. It was more like a cloak than a a robe, really, and she held it out for Luke.]

Here. It probably won't fit very well, but it'll keep you warm until we get your clothes back.

[The Luke Miyabi used to know would probably refuse it, claiming that she needed it more. Or at least ask if she's sure before slowly taking up the offer, and making sure to thank her.

This one just grabs the robe and slides it on. Finally, he has something to cover up his chest and stomach. Sure, he usually shows off his stomach since... well, he is a show off, but it's cold right now.

Though he does make a face once it's fully on.]

It's too tight. [And too small.]

[Miyabi makes a subdued "ah" sound, but bites her lip and only makes a face. She's clearly bothered with his behavior in regards to her robe - something she made herself, by hand - but doesn't voice it...for now. Luke's so very different, it's startling. Was he really like this, once before? It seemed unreal.

She bows her head, trying to keep a smile on her face, but it's hard. She didn't want Luke to ripe or tear her robe. The material may not be silk, but it was pretty good fabric, and kept her warm and dry in the rain.]

I know...I'm sorry. But the village isn't far, see? [She raises her lantern, and holds it out. The tops of buildings and houses is now even more clear. She points to one building in particular, somewhat in the distance.] That's the clothing store, I think. It should only take a few minutes to get there, now.

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