☣ o11; [voice]

[lucycoded]

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[The tonal sound of dialing pierces the network, followed by a voice that hasn't been heard in the port for going on three weeks time. It speaks in Japanese, firm and curious.]

Hello? [A pause, there is no response from the operator that he thinks he is dialing, but Kazuhiko doesn't allow concern to leak into his voice despite his own

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voice; 1/idk

[topslug]

[ IS THAT-- ]

[topslug]

[ No, there's no mistaking that voice. There's a choked noise on the other end of the line that's hurriedly muffled. ]

[topslug]

[ She shakes her head and forces herself to smile, opening her mouth to speak-- ]

[topslug]

[ -- but only now does it register that there's something dreadfully wrong about this situation. ]

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[bornfromdeath]

[That voice and language are both familiar. A little too formal, strange. Similar to Yosuke Kobayashi's voice, and hadn't Kimihiko been looking for that man already? But no, this was not Yosuke and he did not know the name Machi. Then who was-]

Voice, 2/2

[bornfromdeath]

[Another personality?]

[It had to be. Someone he hadn't encountered yet. He waited, debating, before tapping at the keys. He speaks calmly, a little too lightly. Too casual and a little friendly. It's a welcoming voice, and he wonders if this is the type of personality to fall for it. Dangerous, to be toying with Shinji's alternates, but necessary. He needed to know the situation.]

This is Canada. Siren's Port, they call it, although I haven't been here long myself.

[lucycoded]

[In turn, the voice he receives is reserved, but not callous; slightly hesitant but little else. This is more useful information than the flurry of responses calling out his name that settle an uneasiness into his stomach and mind. There's a spinning in his head in reaction as well, which furthers his confusion.]

I'm not familiar with a place by that name. [A pause as he debates the next, utterly essential question. He's lost time, and from what he can see of the living room, there isn't a clock for him to reference.] What is the date today?

[bornfromdeath]

May 9th, 2011. It is 6:50 in the afternoon. This may be hard to believe, but this is not a place you could have encountered beforehand. At best, it can be equated to a component in fiction known as a pocket dimension. I'm sorry, but absurd as it may sound, you aren't anywhere near the place you came from.

voice;

[proxysearch]

[She hears the voice on the NV and immediately freezes up. It's been two weeks since he's been gone, since SERO decided to terminate him. And now... How is he back after so long? Does the Core leave no one dead?

She's silently grateful. But just as she relaxes, the guilt rises up inside of her. She pauses and then opens the connection.]

...Kazuhiko?

voice;

[lucycoded]

[Another person who knows his name? A second female, a second one he isn't sure he recognizes. His mind begins to skim through as many voices as he can remember, from cases past, from the news, from anywhere he can take them from. All in search of the one to match these.]

Yes, I am Kazuhiko Amamiya. [A flat response, omitting the trepidation he's feeling.] Can I help you?

voice;

[proxysearch]

[She frowns.]

You don't...remember me? It's Re-l. Re-l Mayer.

voice;

[lucycoded]

[A long pause.]

You know who I am.

Action

[ysobritish]

[Liquid has been in Yaha's room, curled up inside the Love Box he had given Yaha while he thought. He needed the peace and Shinji had told him to check on the apartment after all. But the voice that comes through the NV makes him start and snatch it up. He knows that voice. More than that, he can hear it in duet. He leaves the sanctitity of the box to head to the living room. He calls downstairs before he takes the first step.]

Kazuhiko?

[It surely can't be. It's been too long. Weeks, even. Otacon came back after a day and so many others didn't come back at all.]

Action

[lucycoded]

[Kazuhiko's head snaps around to meet the sound of movement from elsewhere. His name, for a third time called out. This time a male voice. So many people in one place who know his name. The idea that those who were hunting Shinji before have found him creeps into his mind before he can stop it. A welling of panic and his gaze flits around quickly to find the nearest exit. He won't run, but just in case.]

Hello? [He responds after a hesitating thought.]

Action

[ysobritish]

[Liquid stills halfway down the stairs, watching Kazuhiko carefully. Odd. The man didn't seem to recognise his voice. He speaks cautiously.]

...Kazuhiko Amamiya. It's good to see you again.

Action

[lucycoded]

[Kazuhiko looks up at the blonde, and oddly shirtless man, standing on the stairs. His lips purse into a thin line in response to his full name. Turning to stand facing the man, he speaks with an equal amount of caution even if he can no longer hold back the burning question. The one that has been sitting at the tip of his tongue since the first voice called for him here.]

Who are you? How do you know my name?

voice. 1/3.

[payingthepiper]

Kaz--?

voice.

[payingthepiper]

[his first reflex is, of course, to start to yell-- but then the rest of the responses to this entry start to filter through, and his open connection will keep open and silent for a good minute or five.]

[definitely closer to five.]

voice. 3/3.

[payingthepiper]

[... finally, a decision -- and his voice is as steady, calm and level as is possible.]

Sir? You're in Siren's Port, Canada.

voice. 1/2

[lucycoded]

Hello? [An answer to what he thinks is another call for him.]