[Written out on the page in neat handwriting, in the journal due to a bit of a rush, is what looks like a sort of shopping list. Each has one has been crossed out once, the one through 'Plums' added last.]

Apples
Apricots
Bananas
Nectarines
Oranges
Peaches
Pears
Plums

[Voice]

[There is the sound of a rustling bag as the final word is crossed out ( Read more... )

[The main room of the barracks is dimly lit at the four corners, alongside another couple of torches at the midpoints between the corners. Generally, the space is dim ( Read more... )

[At first all that is visible is black hair, a green bandana, and leaves. A groan comes from the body, and shortly a teenage boy pushes himself upright. He's shirtless of course, and doesn't seem to notice the journal as he looks dazedly around.]

Where am I...? [Words are soft, obviously he doesn't expect an answer ( Read more... )