January 27, 1953 [Day 422]

[coolerthansora]

*It's a slow afternoon at work, and Roxas is leaning against the counter at the bar, reading through not a library book for once, but his own journal. Yep, this is Sora's fault.*

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[hunteryohko]

*Yohko is still shaky on her feet as she walks into the bar, wearing the off-colour jumpsuit and too-big boots. As she moves, the ID bracelet jangles against her transformation ring.*

A bar! Maybe someone knows where I am.

*The girl makes a bee-line to Roxas.*

Excuse me, uh...

*She scratches the back of her head. It's still sore from the teleportation*

Where exactly am I?

[coolerthansora]

*Roxas blinks and looks up from his journal. He doesn't take note of her clothes at first.*

Oh, er- are you lost?

[hunteryohko]

Something like that. there was this big flash of lightning or something and I wake up here. Only...

*She looks around*

I don't know where here is.

[coolerthansora]

*He blinks again and actually looks her over this time.*

Oh! You just got here, didn't you?

Um, the city's called Veles. It's in Russia... if you know where that is.

[dreamerspark]

*peeking in on him 'cause... well, he's bored*

... Is that yours?

[coolerthansora]

*glances up, looks a little sheepish*

Ah- yeah.

[dreamerspark]

Huh...

*looks like he wants to see but- doesn't ask* I should start one too.

[coolerthansora]

Might not be a bad idea.