After what seemed like an eternity of being amused, irritable, bored, in pain, in excruciating pain, and any combination of those, Guybrush was met by the same soldier who had led him to the cafeteria. He wasn't offered a trip to the Sun Room to check the bulletin board, but didn't push for it anyway. That would have been more walking, and moving
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At least in this case he recognized it, meaning he wasn't likely to end embarrassing himself as much as he had with Okita. But even as he tried to find something to make it clear, he was coming up short. The long hair and soft features said girl, but the flat chest and something about the mouth and eyes felt more male. The tone of voice was ambiguous, too.
Maybe it would become clear if they continued speaking. After all, the stranger was asking him for help, and that should have been his first priority.
So putting the issue of gender aside, he brushed some of the snow from his hair (it was a shame the jacket didn't have a hood) and then quickly waved the other patient off.
"It's no bother at all! What did you need?"
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"Not too much, I admit," Lion replied, crossing her arms behind her next to another close by tree. "I suppose I figured two was better company than one, especially with such temperatures." With that, she nearly had to suppress a shudder; it wasn't so bad when she first walked out here, but now the cold was starting to catch up to her. "...Speaking of, it's a little unusual that it's snowing this time of the year, isn't it? It makes me wonder where this area is. Would you happen to know, by any chance?"
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Despite that comment, the stranger was keeping a safe distance for now, which Guy was grateful for. The statement made about the weather struck him for a few reasons, though. For one thing, snow on Auldrant really only reached the northern areas, and there it was practically a year-round thing. But if the other patient hadn't been expecting this weather, that likely meant that they were new to this place and hadn't figured out just how far they were from home.
"Well, that's probably because the season here is different from wherever you're from," he pointed out with a shrug, hoping that he wouldn't be judged for believing in there being multiple words like he had during the first shift. "It might even be a different time of year -- we're never told the date." Even if they were told, it wouldn't mean much to Guy. He was sure that they measured out time differently on Earth, after all.
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"It isn't October?" she asked, sounding uncertain. "Last I was aware, it had only been the fourth... I figure a day or two could have passed, but I can't imagine I've been out of it so long that winter has already come." Which couldn't have been the case, if "different season where you're from" was any hint; the weather would have had to been especially odd that day for it to ever snow anytime in October. "Do you mind explaining a bit more? I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean."
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Guy glanced down at some snow that had gathered on the grass and let out a sigh, wondering if there was any easy way to explain this to someone without sounding completely insane. "Basically, time is different here. Even if it was a certain time as far as you remember, it won't necessarily correspond with what it is here. That goes for years, too. Some people are from the past, some from the future. There's no way to explain it, but... a lot of people believe that time where you come from doesn't progress while you're stuck here."
The whole issue of memories made that theory rather sound, and even after that night when he'd seen Baticul again, Guy remained firm in that belief. He knew it was the sort of thing that took a while to come to a conclusion about, though, and so he didn't expect for the stranger to accept it immediately.
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"So, is this to say we're on something like... a different plane of existence from where we had been previously?" It was the only conclusion Lion could come to; something similar to that happened back at Rokkenjima, but without all this different times nonsense-- or at least from what she understood, that was it. Maybe she could have been guessing wrong-- considering how haphazardly she had been tossed into that strange situation back at the mansion, Lion could very well have been mixing up the details from around the start of it all. Even now, she was no expert on the subject, and this time the person who was wasn't around to explain it, either.
How frustrating. Hopefully it wouldn't become too difficult to stumble through this information and sort it out on her own.
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Since the stranger was trying to talk through it, Guy decided to do what he could to help. In the end, there was no way of knowing what answer was right, but he'd certainly made a number of assumptions during his time here, and he felt pretty justified in them.
"That's one way of looking at it," he said as he processed the words. "But most people just refer to it as a different world. The place I'm from is called Auldrant, for instance." And if this conversation continued to go well, then this patient wouldn't respond the way that other man had. "As far as anyone can tell, this is Earth, but... if you're from there, this might not be your version of it. I have a friend who's from Earth, but this place is way back in the past for him." So there were a number of factors that had to be considered, meaning it took some time to puzzle out.
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Lion paused to roll around the name 'Auldrant' in her mind, but in the end it was, of course, completely unfamiliar. As expected, she should have figured, because it was told to her in a manner that he predicted she would know about it. Not to mention he spoke of Earth as if it were something unusual to him. ...Ah, this really was strange. Just how different can 'different Fragments' be?
All she followed up with was a nod. "I see. I think I understand. ...It's almost remarkable sounding, although the purpose this has been used for..." She trailed off, momentarily glancing off somewhere else into the courtyard. "Well, is anything but."
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"You more or less summed it up there," he told the new patient with a wry smile. "I'm really curious to learn more about Earth, but I just wish it wasn't under these circumstances. At the same, I may have never learned that other worlds existed if I hadn't been brought here." That didn't mean that he had to feel grateful, but it was a sort of Catch-22 that he tried his best not to think about most of the time.
"Still, I hope that you find something worthwhile in this place." Guy certainly had despite all odds, so all he could do was wish the same on others. "But did you have any other questions? I've been here for a while, so..." He had to admit he was a good resource, both due to his knowledge and his patience.
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Well, he probably thought much of the same, and unsurprisingly so he admitted he hadn't known about the existence of different Fragments; it wasn't too long ago that Lion didn't either. But to wind up someplace thoroughly different from your own... So far, nothing had been jarring barring the situation going down in the place they were at, but it must have been quite the opposite for him.
"I'll be frank, the morning had left a lot to be desired," Lion said, a hint of flatness in her voice. Peter was a nice boy, but he was about the only thing that made being in the cafeteria back there worthwhile at all. And even so, she was still feeling a little bitter about it. It was something she heavily hoped wouldn't become routine. "But if there's anything at all to gain while here, I might be interested in making a grab for it. To make it worthwhile, and all."
For all the bad to be said about Landel's, Lion definitely wouldn't have minded even the smallest amount of good to come out of all this.
And then, she regarded him with a curious look; Peter had explained things fairly thoroughly, or at least it sure felt like he had, but that last statement made her wonder about one thing; "For how long, if you don't mind my asking?" Lion had been under the impression some had been around long enough to understand what was happening, but that mention of 'a while' made her wonder just how long it all had been going on for.
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"I'm not sure how much there is to gain, but two things I can think off right off the bat are friendships and information. You'll probably see a lot of things here that you never would have where you come from, and meet people who have lived in times and places completely different from your own." Those were the best aspects of the institute in Guy's opinion, though he knew that for some people even that wasn't enough. There was something to be said for looking for the silver lining, though.
The next question the patient asked was a typical one and simple enough for him to answer. Guy tilted his head to the side for a moment as he thought it over, though ended up wrinkling his nose when a snowflake landed on it. "Well..." Once again, he regretted the fact that he hadn't kept better track of the passing days since his arrival. It all blurred together after enough time had passed.
Keeping in mind that the Auldrant calendar didn't match up with the one on Earth, Guy decided to respond with days. "I'd say it's been around thirty days at this point. That doesn't sound like a long time, but believe me, it is." His rank made that clear enough on its own, though he wasn't going to get into that with a newcomer.
"Oh, and I forgot to mention." He gave a small bow of his head. "The name is Guy. It's nice to meet you."
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Helpful as this man and the boy in the cafeteria had been, Lion raised her eyebrows by a margin at the mention of gaining friendships. First impressions of the institute had lead her to believe that it didn't leave very much room for bonding in such a manner-- Lion had imagined such things like Jessica had liked to do, such as come together with one or two, maybe more friends and do simple things like have lunch together in the school cafeteria, or as Lion had done and participate in a sports team before she had graduated. Those were easy venues to meet people, but in a place that was, essentially, a prison of sorts? ...The skepticism didn't last for too long, however, as soon as he had mentioned just how long he had been here.
Thirty days. An entire month. At any other place, this amount of time would fly by, but given the right circumstances it could also last entirely too long... It wasn't very long, true, and truthfully she had been expecting to hear a longer amount of time. But given her feelings and thoughts about the place already when she had only been around for maybe a few hours, Lion was understanding when he claimed it was long.
And so, it made sense to gain friends-- or allies, at the very least-- during that time. In a place where everyone was stuck inside the same boat and had to band together during this supposed nighttime that was explained to her earlier, it was natural that no one wanted to stay alone. Lion couldn't blame them; she was feeling somewhat unnerved by the lack of familiar faces in such a daunting place, herself.
"So I take it you are rather experienced," she mused, although not as if she hadn't believed him before. It was curiosity, mostly; how long did one have to be around for it to be considered a 'while'? "I had a lot explained to me before coming out here, so to be honest, I'm not sure how much more I would need to know. But I wouldn't be surprised if there did happen to be a lot more to find out about."
--Ah, right. Where were her manners? After the man named Guy introduced himself, Lion brought up an arm across herself, and in a similarly polite manner bowed her own head. "I'm Lion Ushiromiya. It's a pleasure as well."
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There were ways to find out, such as keeping an eye on which showers were used or what room block was returned to, but the last thing Guy wanted was to be labeled as creepy. And he wasn't! He had a very good reason for needing to know, after all.
But that was all shoved to the side in the interest of trying to figure out what aspects of the institute Lion hadn't yet been warned about. While Lion seemed to think that a lot had already been covered, Guy seriously doubted that. There was just too much to touch on in one conversation. "Well, I'm guessing you heard about the nights, with the monsters. How about the brainwashing and experiments? Or the fact that we go into a nearby town once a week?" There was also the issue of visitors, the intercom and the radio, and the outside area that could be accessed. But the last thing he needed to do was overwhelm someone who seemed to be doing their best to take this all in stride. Which wasn't easy.
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