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[pretty_fascist]

[Having his priorities in order, Dilandau has already found his uniform, diadem, and sword before discovering the journal. Some may have noticed him harassing the local villagers and generally being obnoxious.]

So. Is this how you rustics have taken to communicating with each other? With some sort of interactive journal system? I'm glad to see

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[pretty_fascist]

You're both condescending and useless.

I don't have the time to listen to you trying to be cryptic.

Where the hell is "here"?

[Audio]

[pretty_fascist]

You will if you know what's good for you. I warned you hicks on the communicator.

Now explain.

[wishesofdestiny]

[The moment Folken hears this, he's definitely finding himself displeased. It had been far too long since he last heard that voice, much less those names.

He quickly composes himself. Even if he left Zaibach, if Dilandau was here, it was now his problem since there was no one else from their world here. He could only count it a small blessing that obviously something weird was going on and his former comrade was not fully insane quite yet.]

They aren't here, Dilandau.

[pretty_fascist]

Folken. [He's secretly very relieved to hear a familiar voice.]

I didn't train them to leave me ALONE and HALF NAKED and UNCONSCIOUS in some country dump. Who knows what these creepy hick types are into. [Actually, he does know. Apparently they're into wings.]

...

Christ, have you got some explaining to do. Did you finally decide to turn coward and desert? Did you think you could just drag me down with you? Well? Hurry up and talk so I can get the hell out of here.

[wishesofdestiny]

Now why would I desert Zaibach? [Well, he did, but Dilandau need not know this.]

But to answer your question they didn't leave you alone and half naked. They aren't here. We've both been kidnapped by a group called the Malnosso to a world that isn't Gaea or the Mystic Moon.

[pretty_fascist]

That's ridiculous. How the hell would kidnappers get on board the floating fortress? STOP LYING TO ME.

You did something, didn't you? Drugged my vino or some shit and then turned me into a freak.

[chisoku_outlaw]

You're being too loud, runt. I take it you're new here. Everyone can hear this, so knock it off.

[pretty_fascist]

EXCUSE ME!?!?

I know everyone can hear this, that's the point, moron! Now, do you have something useful to add, or are you just here to feel a little rebellious by talking back to a superior?

[chisoku_outlaw]

You're no superior of mine. I find it hard to believe you're anyone's superior. You sound like a whining dog.

[pretty_fascist]

Oh, you'll see. Zaibach will soon conquer pathetic countries like... whatever country this is... and then you'll recognize our natural superiority.

[Voice]

[derek_bliss]

Well.

Good morning to you, too, Sunshine.

[Voice]

[pretty_fascist]

...

[He has just two words for you.]

Shut up.

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[derek_bliss]

[This is the sound of Derek laughing]

[cameronbaum]

You are very loud.

Why are we clueless if you don't know anything?

[pretty_fascist]

Oh, I know plenty. I'm from the civilized world.

I also know that there's some little bastard hiding here that thinks he's clever. Probably a Fanelian. Only a Fanelian could have such a gauche sense of humor.

You'll help me find him, if you know what's good for you.

[cameronbaum]

[there's a short silence as she processes this]

Do you know how to look?

[pretty_fascist]

Do I have to explain everything to you? Look for someone suspicious, someone different from the rest of you.

... On second thought, a Fanelian wouldn't be this sophisticated. Maybe it was a sorcerer.

Have you seen anyone wearing a cloak similar to Folken's?