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[minding_mirrors]

[Guy's camp on the beach has had one bed empty for the past few days and he's having a difficult time not showing concern over that]

I know not many people have met him yet, but I'm looking for a redhead named Luke. It's not like him to just disappear like this.

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[redpaperfan]

He was a man about this tall, with red hair, correct?

[ Holding his hand up relative to himself; he'd seen Luke before, if not often. ]

[minding_mirrors]

That's him. ...Sasuke?

[redpaperfan]

[ A curt nod. ]

It's been weeks, and I haven't seen him the last few days when I've been scrounging the ship. Then again I wasn't looking for him.

[minding_mirrors]

[Nods]

Actually, maybe you can answer a question for me. I've been wondering about how people arrive here.

[redpaperfan]

I can give you the patterns, but as with most things, so far there aren't certainties.

[minding_mirrors]

Does anyone even know how we get here? I don't remember being attacked or anything.

[redpaperfan]

No. The transport seems instantaneous. Most have clear memories that end at a specific point. Think going to bed, then waking up outfitted in orange. No saying how much time really passes, or accounting for those who've returned home - and returned to the ship.

[minding_mirrors]

So we don't know how or why we're here... or how or why people leave.

[redpaperfan]

[ A grunt of agreement. It's a counter to having said so much previously. ]