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[There's some irritated grumbling going on. Shuffle. Grumble. Shifting through leaves. Grumble. KICKING A TREE-]

Ow!

[... Grumble.

And now HI LUCETI, YOU'RE NOW SEEING THE BOTTOM OF SOMEONE'S FOOT. But it lifts up quickly, and in its place is a teenaged boy with short, scraggly red hair and green eyes staring curiously down at the journal. Aaand then it morphs an annoyed face.]

Man, this isn't even my journal... And where the hell did my shirt go?

[The person disappears and gives yet another grumble as he searches through some leaves... Then seems to resolve to find his way to the village, as his footsteps start to grow fainter and fainter. He may not know it, but he's going in the completely wrong direction of where he's supposed to go.]

Comments

[Voice]

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Then how'd they get there in the first place?!

[Voice]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Magic. [Said very flatly.] Who knows?

[Voice]

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How can no one know how they got their own wings?

[Voice]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Well, it's either the Malnosso or something else, but then I'd rather believe it's magic than a bunch of scientists attaching it on me for fun.

[Voice]

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[W-Wait what]

Malnosso? Scientists...?

[Voice]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

... Huh, I knew I forgot to mention something.

[Voice]

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[AUGH DON'T ACT LIKE JADE]

What? Who are you talking about?!

[Voice]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW HIM.]

They're a group of scientists who are monitoring our actions here. They sometimes perform experiments, though I don't know the reason behind them.

[Voice]

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[And here Luke was about to ask "why".]

But can't we do something about it? We can't just sit around here!

[Voice]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

You could always try, but I can guarantee results.

[Voice]

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Then what are we supposed to do?

[Voice]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Wait and see and hope for a miracle? [Shrugging on his side.] There's always the option of storming them, but they have the robots.

[Voice]

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Robots? Like fontech?

[Voice]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

I guess so.

[Voice]

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We've beaten those kinds of things before, we can do it again!

... But I bet you're going to tell me it's not that easy, huh. [Luke is really tired of finding loopholes, only to have them shot down.]

[Voice]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

If I could say otherwise, I would. If it helps, at least you can try destroying a few?

[Voice]

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That does help a little bit. At least I don't feel like this is a completely hopeless situation.

What's your name? I'm Luke.

[Voice]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

I'm Ted. A pleasure to meet you, Luke.

[Voice]

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Nice to meet you, too!

So I... guess I should find where the village is, huh. Do you know the way? [He does not like depending on others, but everyone was telling him he was going the wrong way, sooo...]

[Voice]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

I'd say the river, but that might lead you to the lake instead. Do you see any sort of sign around? A building?

[Voice]

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I... Uh, I hear the river, but... all I see are trees.

[Voice]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

... Want me to pick you up instead?

[Voice]

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... Yeah, sure. But how do you know where I am?

[Voice]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

I don't, but if you stay by the river, I'll eventually find you.

[Voice]

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Fine... I'll find the river and wait for you, okay? [He doesn't particularly like this, waiting on someone to come pick him up and all, but there's really nothing else that can be done.]