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[trustfellowship]

The last thing you remember hearing is static. There were words in there, perhaps, quiet whispers like the rustling of leaves, like the crinkling of paper, like rust being scraped off a knife. The words aren't anything you'll remember, but they're there, and there are a lot of them washing over you, and it might be concerning if it weren't so warm where you're lying. You wake feeling disoriented, like you've been asleep for a long time. Of course, it's probably odd that you're waking up just now - perhaps you were in the middle of something important, perhaps you were waiting for something, or maybe you were just going about your day, but even before the whispering came you can clearly remember doing something back home. Can't you? Something else. Something that wasn't looking around the room you've found yourself in. It's not your room, either. Not the one you're used to. The room here is grey and white and tile; even if the bed is nice (and the bed is nice, it feels like it's been designed to cater just to you, maybe if you keep your eyes closed you can pretend it's a favor), the room itself is spartan and oppressing. The walls are cracked and the floors are in disrepair, but despite that there's not enough noise - it's silent, the quietness of it pressing in on you, and even if you can't see any cameras you get the distinct feeling that for good or ill, someone is watching over you as you get up. That might be enough to make you move, to make you not want to stay there. But even if you stick around for a while to look around in there, the walls hold firm despite their decrepit state and the pervasive silence isn't going away - if anyone's in the rooms near you, you can't hear them. If you want answers, you're going to have to leave. Be sure you grab the key sitting on your desk on the way out. Once you step out of the room into the hallway you'll most likely find yourself face-to-face with other confused people who feel as though they don't belong here either. Maybe you'll find something if you explore together; maybe it's safer in numbers. Wherever you end up going - and there are several places to go - you might want to check the large room toward the center of the communal area of the building. A subdivided foyer is here; at first glance, it even seems to offer you a look at the outside. Of course, once you've gotten over that particular disappointment, you might want to check out the walls, where you'll find some very interesting information about yourselves hanging on the walls. There's some other framed information that you'll most likely want to get a look at as well, seeing as how it could be the key to escaping this place. Although, speaking of keys... Despite your best efforts, you won't find any doors. The windows you find here and there are far more durable than they should be as well, and any attempts to break out won't work. It seems you're stuck here for the time being. Maybe your fellow captives have some thoughts on all of this. Welcome to Beacon General Hospital.

Comments

[ariadibaule]

[What a friendly tall boy. ...Well, everyone is tall to Arietta, but still. How nice his greeting is almost unsettles her.

She shakes her head.]

I don't even know where my friend is.

[cadmiums]

[ You know if he's going to keep running into beautiful girls, he doesn't care at all that he has no idea where he is.]

Oh, maybe we can search for them together? My name is Ryoji Mochizuki, it's great to meet someone as stunning as you.

[ariadibaule]

[The result is instantaneous, as Arietta feels her face heat up. She really wishes she had her doll to hide behind now!]

Wh... What...?! What??

[cadmiums]

[ He grins easily, not flustered in the slightest.]

You're beautiful, and I just wanted to make sure you knew. It's not a bad thing, is it?

[ariadibaule]

[It's like Ion being nice to her...but at the same time, not at all. She starts to shake her head, but at the same time she stammers out:]

Sh-sh- shut up! Don't be weird!

[cadmiums]

Oh sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. I just couldn't help myself. [ He does sound genuine for what it's worth, looking more confused than anything else.]

You said you were looking for someone, right?

[ariadibaule]

[Still blushing, still looking away, still wishing desperately she had her doll to hide behind.]

I- I- yes, he- a liger, he's a liger.

[cadmiums]

A liger...is that a mix between a lion and a tiger? [ Man he really didn't mean to fluster her this much, so he'll his best to try to get her to feel comfortable again. Until he tries again later.]

[ariadibaule]

[She nods, but then clarifies:] Yes... Kind of... They look like lions...a lot, but they have stripes, like tigers. And they're bigger!

[cadmiums]

I'll be on the lookout for him! What's his name?

[ariadibaule]

You can't say his name in human language.

[cadmiums]

[ Oh! Hmm.]

Should I just let him know that--

[...................]

Sorry, I don't think I caught your name.

[ariadibaule]

Arietta. ...Let him know that- that Arietta is looking for him. He should know the sound of my name.

[cadmiums]

I'll let him know as soon as I find him, Arietta-chan. [ He looks super determined-- a liger is probably easy to spot and should stick out.]

I'd let you know who I'm looking for but...I just transferred schools so I'm not sure if anyone would know I'm missing.

[ariadibaule]

Oh. [What is that he's saying? -chan? That's...not her last name, she doesn't have one of those. But the situation is already uncomfortable as it is so she won't...say anything to that.

What she will say is:] You seem like someone who would really stick out though.

[cadmiums]

I agree, I think it's the yellow scarf. [ And not the fact that he is himself, clearly.]

[ariadibaule]

[Frankly Arietta doesn't know what to do with such a strange character. She shifts, she thinks.]

I-if you see a tall man with big eyebrows and a goatee, named Van- t- tell me too. Or...or a boy with green hair, and a tuning fork staff, named Ion.

[cadmiums]

I will, I promise.

[ Hmm, actually.]

There might be one person who remembers me, if you see him. His name is Makoto and he has short blue hair, and usually listens to music a lot. His uniform is like mine, except he wears a jacket too.

[ariadibaule]

Ma-ko-to. [She has to repeat it to herself for a moment but Arietta will remember this, she nods. In that, she mumbles his name a few times as well, to hopefully get it right. That one's a bit more difficult.]

...Alright. O-okay, I'll keep my eyes open. Um, thank you.

[cadmiums]

You're welcome. The rooms we awoke in are our rooms right? Mine is #4 if you need to find me, Arietta-chan.

[ariadibaule]

Room #21. [...is hers, obviously, but she doesn't say more to that.]

[cadmiums]

[ Nods, he won't forget.]

I'll start looking right away, and now you know where to find me if you need me. See you soon, Arietta-chan! [ Despite how pushy he was initially, he's noticed how uncomfortable she is now, so he thinks it's better to give her some space.

He does however give a friendly wave, and he'll wait to see if she has anything else to say before he leaves.]

[ariadibaule]

[Unfortunately, Arietta's one to kind of stew in her own uncertainties, so that's all from her, for now. ...Though she'll seek him out later. Later in the week.

To clear a few things up.]