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[martelandmany]

[If you're anywhere outside or looking out your window at all, you'll spot Martel... With one noticeable difference: Overshadowing her feathered pair is a pair of forest-green wings of the glowing variety (much like those her brother had, back in Aselia). She's flying overhead from the direction of the mountains

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[princely_honor]

[Rasler has been wandering around the town most of the day, taking in the sights and sounds while he can. He stumbles across Martel landing in the fountain. He's aware of what happened to her, but is not sure on how to approach her as they have only spoken once. So he stands back and watches from afar. ]

Miss?

[martelandmany]

[Not in the fountain, just next to it. She has better aim than that. ;D

She'll be looking up to see who spoke. Familiar, but not one of her closer friends. Still, tired and somewhat dazed though she was, it was her job as the manager of the Welcome Center to know people and act friendly. Not that she wished to do otherwise.]

Rasler.

[Aha, she remembered! She's a little slow though, bear with her?]

[princely_honor]

[ He hesitates then gets closer to her, still keeping his distance.]

Yes? [He knows what happened to her but has not clue how to approach the subject, and besides the dead don't come back alive do they? So he asks.] If I may ask, what happened?

[martelandmany]

There was... a mishap in the desert. [If you press her, she'll tell you more willingly enough. She just isn't sure quite how much you want to know.]

[princely_honor]

[His skills in diplomacy, and etiquette are failing him now. But he's quite sure that asking someone if they died would be quite rude. ] I see. I heard that you... [He trails off not sure if he can even finish the sentence.]

[martelandmany]

I did. [She doesn't seem sensitive about it, but respectful. Almost like one would speak of an ally's death rather than their own.]

[princely_honor]

[He looks down, somewhat confused.] But how did you get back here? [He hopes that he doesn't sound stupid.]

[martelandmany]

[Teasing, but too tired to do it with the appropriate amount of energy:] I flew. [But she knows what he meant. After a moment, she shook her head slightly.] The scientists. I don't know much more than that.

[princely_honor]

[He gives a small nod, and almost instantly understands the scientist's motives.] I'm not too sure what to say about that, part of me says that is contrary to the order of nature, and the other half wishes that it could be used on the ones that I lost.

[martelandmany]

I'd agree, but this isn't the first time. [She's not gonna go into detail about the first time she was killed here in Luceti, though the time she died back in Aselia isn't quite as sensitive a subject (considering it's common knowledge in her world).

At his latter comment, though...] It may very well, at that. Many who arrive here were lost in their own world.

[princely_honor]

[He's quiet for a moment, and not sure if he should say anything.] You mean you've?

[He gives a small nod.] I myself sometimes wonder if I am one of those people, considering the circumstances before my arrival.

[martelandmany]

Have you come across any from your world yet? Their reactions would likely be telling enough.

[princely_honor]

I have met a few people from my world, and no one has ever acted in such a way that would suggest that anything happened to me. [He pauses for a moment.] It's strange though, everyone seems to have known my wife, when they were back in Ivalice. [He assumes it's due to how people are brought here or something to that effect.]

[martelandmany]

Is your wife here as well?

[princely_honor]

[He pauses and looks down.] No, sadly. Although I wouldn't want to subject her to this place.

[martelandmany]

If you were lost to your own world, though, who's to say she wouldn't prefer to be here with you? [She's not saying he was, she's just playing devil's advocate a little. Getting him to think about possibilities.]