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[torn_bride]

[[Raetsel glances around, her eyes concerned. She reaches up to tuck a lock of flowing brown hair behind her ear, her wedding ring glinting around her finger.]]

...Something's wrong...

[[She walks a bit forward onto the streets of Ginkan, and bites her lip nervously.]]Charon's home was here. I was sure this is where it's always been. But it's

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[surlyknight]

[[This morning, he meant to go straight to Mytho's house to return the heartshard. But having a heartshard makes him . . . distractable. Which is why he is instead returning from the market with a wrapped bundle under his arm.

This Fakir is dressed in 19th-century lower class costume, with the addition of military boots, a sword (not the Lohengrin sword) and a tool belt. At the moment, he is walking as if he feels lighter than air and exudes a sense of elation.]]

[[a little surprised, smiling at her]] Raetsel.

[torn_bride]

[[She blinks at Fakir. He seems...different. In all senses of the word. Raetsel smiles and approaches him, feeling a little relieved.]]

Hello, Fakir. What's going on? I was certain that you and Charon live here, but...

[surlyknight]

[[still quietly jubilant]]

Yes and no. This isn't where you're used to. [[He sighs.]] This place is called Ginkan town. For some reason it brings us -- you, me, other people we know -- from a variety of different worlds.

. . . Also, there are doubles of everyone. Don't be surprised if you meet six Fakirs in the next ten minutes. And three Mythos. [[looking at her kindly]] I may not be the Fakir you know. But I do know a Raetsel, so . . .

I haven't seen you for a while.

[torn_bride]

[[Her eyes widen slightly.]]

...Oh dear. That...that is very strange.

[[Raetsel looks around the empty streets. Has her husband followed her into this town?]]

Well, I suppose you aren't the Fakir I know. He would never be this happy willingly. I can barely imagine six of you. And three Mythos! Still...

[[She smiles at him.]]

...It is good to see you, in any case. How have you been?

OMGSH A RAETSEL =D

[fathersregret]

[[A very relieved to see another sane person Charon approaches with a small, comforting smile.]]

...Hello, Raetsel. I suppose there are a few things I have to explain.

[torn_bride]

[[A small smile appears on her face, and she daintily walks over to Charon.]]

I suppose so. You didn't tell me that you moved.

[fathersregret]

[[He awkwardly scratches the back of his head, chuckling.]]

...Well, actually this isn't Kinkan anymore, Raetsel. It's a bit strange, and a little hard to explain. This is a different world, and...eh, yes.

There seems to be...doubles of people. I've come across two Fakirs that seem to be from our world...

[torn_bride]

[[Her eyebrows furrow and she tilts her head to the side, looking at Charon curiously.]]

...Different world? Doubles?

[[She absently tucks a strand of brown hair behind her ear.]]

...I'm afraid I don't understand.

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[schwanherz]

*Ahiru was walking around again, Moon at her side and her ducky pillow in her arms. Devotion had been a bit fidgety the last few days, brushing alongside Fear more than a few times: it'd been five days since she'd seen Fakir, and now she hadn't seen the Ahiru that was a vampire in two days, after hearing her say she had to help the Fakir with scissor hands and the Fakir with torn clothes. She glances down at Moon, her eyes holding something like vague worry.* ...Do you think they're okay, Moon? *Moon doesn't respond, instead still walking beside her with his focus ahead. Ahiru glances down at her ducky pillow, hugging it a bit more tightly as she starts down the street that held a smith's shop like that Charon owned and Rue grew up in. They have to be okay...they have to be...*

[schwanherz]

*Moon suddenly stops, his ears twitching as he focuses on something ahead; Ahiru blinks down at him, confused.* What is it, Moon? *She then looks up, to see a lady ahead of them. Her eyes widen a little bit. The woman looked a lot like...* ...Raestel?

[knightxwriter]

[Fakir is making his way to the library when he notices the woman a few yards ahead of him and stops in his tracks. He stares at her in disbelief for a moment before moving forward at a slightly quicker pace.]

Raetsel?