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[fortunefail]

[Wearing a thick cloak and hands buried deeply in his pockets, Yuan is stumping through Luceti, heading for the forest. Things are getting far too crowded for his liking, so he'll go out to find some peace and quiet. He's bringing his journal along just in case, unaware it's recording:]

...Damn. It's so cold, you could hammer a nail with a frozen

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[dreamstravel]

[ Totally dragging her axe around because she has no idea what she's doing -- and the mun's taking her early from the game since it's been foreveeer since she played ToS. ]

[fortunefail]

[He stops walking, giving Presea a blank stare. Isn't that one of Lloyd's old companions? The one who was never really in Luceti before? Well, perhaps for a month or so, a long while back.]

...

[dreamstravel]

[ Have a blank stare back. ]

Can I help you? [ Oh Presea, why so... souless. ]

[fortunefail]

[He shakes his head. The blank stare is rather disturbing, but that girl's always struck Yuan as being incredibly apathetic.]

No, it's nothing.

[dreamstravel]

Very well. [ Do de do de do looking for her house isn't this Ozette...? ]

[fortunefail]

[He watches her for a while longer, before finally deciding to interfere. He can't just let her wander around aimlessly in the cold like that.]

Are you looking for someone?

[dreamstravel]

No. I'm looking for home.

[fortunefail]

You won't find that here. This place isn't Sylvarant or Tethe'alla.

[dreamstravel]

[ Have a WHAT look. ]

Clarify.

[fortunefail]

Luceti is an entirely different world altogether. We don't know the specifics, but for some reason people are taken here by force. The village is enclosed in a barrier and controlled by scientists calling themselves the Malnosso. Apparently, what lies outside the barrier is nothing but danger and we're better off staying put like good labrats.

[dreamstravel]

Impossible.

I must do my work...

[fortunefail]

Your work will just have to wait until you're returned home.