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First Field of Fonons [Written/Action]

[Written, Anonymous]

[The following anonymous message appears around noon on Sunday. It could be familiar to anyone who's seen it before.]

Excuse me, people of Luceti. I am new here, and I would simply like to make a few requests in order to better ascertain this situaion. First of all, I'd like to request that the following people report to the local schoolhouse's second floor office immediately for questioning:

-Fon Master Ion
-Nephry Osborne (née Balfour)
-Anise Tatlin
-Mystearica Aura Fende
-Florian
-Asch, son of Susanne
-Arietta the Wild

-Also, Luke fon Fabre.

[He intentionally uses a personal touch in some names for several reasons. One is to hint at what he knows about them, which gives incentive for them to come meet with him without knowing for sure who he is. Anger is also a useful incentive, which is why at least one name is written a certain way - not to mention how anger can make someone slip up. And of course, Jade has to see if these people truly answer to such names - if they really have the memories of those he knew back in Auldrant.]

If there is anyone else here hailing from Auldrant whose name is not on that list, I invite them to be questioned as well. Secondly, any authors of this so-called Guide whom still reside within the enclosure are also to come talk to me. I would be glad to speak with anyone who has any other unique information at all.

Finally, I believe there that one of the clothing shop should currently have in its stock a standard grade uniform of the Malkuth imperial forces. If he is currently within Luceti, Gailardia Galan Gardios is to retrieve it and then report in for questioning. Otherwise, this duty shall fall to Luke fon Fabre.

That will be all.

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[It's been several hours since Jade woke up in this seemingly unoccupied office, which possibly contained some samples of pottery which had a disturbing familiarity to them. Jade had no problem working alone and in this state of undress to figure it out where he was - occasionally examining the hallway and nearby rooms to confirm that he was in some kind of schoolhouse. Even his glasses were gone, but Jade felt no major concern for the time being. He realized after reading the Guide that it could be effect of the supposed power cap reducing his need for the glasses. It just helps him feel more confident on his decision of spending the rest of the day in that room, awaiting those who come to see him, while making some paperwork already from loose sheets of paper.

During these hours before making the anonymous message, he had studying the contents of the journal, reading back through the last few months to gather as much information as possible - and studying the Guide as well. He liked to think that he was taking it calmly and rationally. But he has to confirm things firsthand. The images he saw in that book included those whom he was sure were dead. Until he talks to them himself, he can't dismiss the possibility of being suddenly trapped in a replica world, no matter how final Van's defeat seemed to be. So Jade sat at a desk with his fingers steepled, awaiting the first interviewee, his red eyes more glaringly standing out with his lack of glasses.

One could also catch him that evening in full uniform, browsing the item shop for those glasses once all his interrogations are said and done.]

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[Her eyes widen in shock when she sees her name and those of her friends on that list, sitting right there in her journal. Questioning? In the schoolhouse? If it had just been her, she would have thought it would have something to do with the paint she splattered everywhere during art, but it was already a few days ago.]

[Anise finishes the last of her smoothie, frowning. She's just at Seventh Heaven - it'd only take a few minutes for her to walk over to the schoolhouse. But she doesn't really like the thought of just coming along quietly.]

[She keeps on reading, making a thoughtful hmm at the mention of a Malkuth uniform. That definitely narrowed down the list of suspects. And it's about that time for New Feathers to be getting here too. Could it really be...?]

[Not sure whether to be happy or apprehensive, she quickly scrawls:]

Booo, what's with all this mystery, Colonel?

[And now to wait for a response and hope she's actually right.]

[Anise. Sounding tenacious as ever. Jade thinks for a moment and smiles before he thinks of just the way to respond.]

Hey there! Don't confuse me for that uncute Jade. I'm calling the whole gang together for a very specific purpose. So don't you worry your cute little head just yet. I just can't get into details yet, because, well that would kind of defeat the purpose of a secret imperial engagement, wouldn't it?. I just know a cute girl like you would understand. [A scribbled heart.]

[He's glad he hasn't had anything to eat yet, so he doesn't have to worry about upchucking anything while trying to channel this voice through writing alone.]

[Was her guess seriously that off? Anise squints at the journal, suspicious. Well, the original stuff in the entry was pretty officious sounding, and she's pretty sure that His Majesty could sound officious if he wanted to.]

[Well, hey, even if it's the Colonel pretending to be His Majesty, there's no harm in being polite! She can't have His Majesty see her being rude, after all.]

Are you really back, Your Majesty? ♥ It's been so quiet here without you! ♥♥♥ I can't believe you're setting up engagements already! I thought you were going to wait for poor little me...

[Insert a doodle with her with a :( face]

[Well that seems to confirm that the emperor was indeed here at some point. And that Anise seems as Anise as ever. But Jade takes a moment to rub at his temples before continuing. He can feel his brain devolving as he writes on.]

Ahahaha! Oh Anise! Don't you know by now that you're the only girl for me? ♥♥♥ Of course I'm still waiting until you're old enough! ♥ But maybe I just can't wait to get things rolling a little early with an engagement ring. I can't say any more because I like to keep some things hush-hush. By the time you get here, I might have already finished asking everyone else for their blessing. So why don't you come on over to the school, and I promise you'll be pleasantly surprised, sweetheart! ♥♥♥

P.S.: Tokunaga as the best man. What do you say? ♥♥

[Of course, this is already heavily toned down from what Jade knows Peony would write.]

[This seems way too good to be true. But hey, she finished her smoothie already, and she's got Tokunaga for her so she'll be prepared for any danger. Besides, she had been planning to go anyway.]

Of course I accept! Just wait for me, my prince!

[Here, have the biggest ♥ she had drawn yet.]

That's great to hear! Don't get lost now - I don't think I'd ever be able to find a replacement!

[Jade spends a few minutes tracing more ♥s before he shuts the book and continues waiting for the desk. And for the sake of Anise's eyes, it can be assumed that this is after the meeting with Luke, and he is now fully clothed in his military uniform. Just sans glasses.]

[Her eyes are very appreciative of it.]

[Now that she got to the school building, she's feeling rather apprehensive. It's always weird to be here when it's so quiet, without the usual rowdiness of her classmates around.]

[The way to the second floor office is familiar too - but upsetting in a quiet sort of way. It's still strange to think that Professor Nebilim is just gone; dead. Biting at her lip, she knocks on the door.]

[And a familiar voice calls out in a singsong voice.]

Anise! Come on in.

[~~No he's not vocally impersonating Peony as well~~. Jade just waits sitting at the desk with a grin.]

[She finds herself mostly unsurprised at the voice. She makes sure that she's heaving a great, big sigh as she opens the door, then stand with hands on her hips right in front of him.]

I can't believe you'd -

[Whoa - wait, what?!]

C-Colonel, where are your glasses?

[He looks even younger without them ~~and kinda pretty - okay, no. Nope, not going down that train of thought. Put them back on dammit you're making her uncomfortable!!!]~~

[Sure, these attractive BLOOD RED EYES.]

If I understand how this works correctly, they should be at the item shop. Of course, I highly doubt anyone else could have picked out the right pair, so I'll do without them until I'm ready to head out. [He waves towards an empty chair.] Please, Anise. Take a seat.

[Well hey, at least she didn't pull a Natalia and say he had a beautiful face out loud.]

[Aaaaand the magic of the moment is quickly ruined. Sighing again, she draws out the chair and sits down, uncomfortably reminded of meetings with Professor Nebilim.]

So, what's up with all this mystery?

I merely decided that some secrecy would be necessary while I gain my bearings regarding this world, as well as the individual conditions of all of you here. Do you have any opening statements to begin with?

[Hope it doesn't sound too much like you're on trial Anise - no, wait, scratch that; Jade will actually get a big kick out of that.]

[Whoa whoa whoa, hold up there.]

Opening statements? Colonel, it's been months since we met! [ngl she's kind of disappointed.] How can you be so cold to poor old me?

Oh? Has it been so long since you've last seen me? [He gives one of those unreadable smiles.] Perhaps my memories of you are much too recent for me to respond the way that you'd like me to. [But he won't get into detail - he wants to find out when she's from and how long she's been here, first.] Of course, that is all assuming that this is the same Anise Tatlin I know.

[Sure, by now maybe he's talked to enough people to dismiss the replica theory for the time being - but he likes to observe everyone's reactions to the idea. Plus, well, it's good trolly fun.]

[Her response is pretty immediate.] What do you mean by that? I'm the one and only Anise there ever is!

[Except she knows that isn't completely true - there had been another Anise before her, hadn't there? It's not something she usually thinks about, because it's just too weird, but hey, no point in confusing the situation right now even more.]

I'm not so sure. After all, I don't see how the real Anise Tatlin could be alive right now.

[He gives a pause before he nonchalantly adds.]

How could she be expected to survive any amount of time in a world that lacks money? It is her oxygen.

[He's probably enjoying the world of bewildered horror crossing her face, isn't he - ]

[An expression that quickly transforms into indignation.]

I love money! I love it! But not enough to die without it! Besides, since there's no money here, that just means I can get whatever I want from the shops!

[Such welcome familiarity. He smirks as he folds his hands together.]

I see. In that case, you must be spending your time here wisely. How long can you remember being in this place, exactly?

Hmm... [Give her a quick bit to count.] Almost a whole year if we're using our calendar! But this place counts their time differently, so I'd have been here for a year and half with their count.

Ah yes, I am in the process of familiarizing myself with this world's troublesome calender system. It makes me seem as old as I feel. In fact, when one applies such a calender system to us and our respective ages, well... It urges me to commend you on aging gracefully. Why, you must excel at suppressing wrinkles.

[It's something she tries not to think about too hard.]

[She pouts, crossing her arms. Trust the Colonel to keep on making fun of everything! Although it's nice to have him here, even if she won't admit it.]

If we're going by that, you're way better at suppressing wrinkles than I am. [It's so weird to think about, the Colonel really being the old man he claims he is.]

Why thank you. I suppose we Balfours age much more gracefully. [Cheery cheery smile. But he resumes a more business-y tone as he enters the next sentences]

Next question. What is your last memory of life on Auldrant?

[That question works wonders for getting her into a very serious mood.]

I was in my room at Daath, writing a letter to Luke.

Um - Colonel, has anyone told you yet? We aren't all from the same point of time.

I may have been told something to that effect. Why else do you think I would bother to ask you such a question? Now, I may need you to be more specific about that point in time. After all, there are a number of different occasions on which you could have written to Luke. [Even writing to his spirit.]

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