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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.

[Action]

[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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That depends. What would he mean by "questioning"?

Such questioning may pertain to the nature of this world and its inhabitants. Rest assured, it will be conducted in an entirely civil manner. After all, it is not like he is capable of placing anyone under arrest in this place or willing to harm the participants in any physical manner.

[Be glad these are written communications, perhaps-brother. She has considerable control of her writing.]

Fine.

[Expect her within fifteen minutes.]

[And he waits. There your brother is, Nephry. Still shirtless, hunched over papers of his own deductions next to his journal, at the desk of the school office which used to belong to Gelda Nebilim.]

[Out of courtesy, she does knock first. There need not be a 'come in'.]

...You would be here. [If and when he chooses to look up, she brought a coat along. Not a Malkuth military uniform, but something standard that will do.]

[He does glance upwards ever so briefly - not knowing what to make of the comment, as unaware as he is of this room's significance. The coat's definitely not what he wants, so he makes no motion for it. Instead, one hand idly waves towards an empty chair as he speaks.]

Ah, Nephry. Please, take a seat.

[Before she does, she drapes that coat over his waving arm. Behave.]

Asking for clothing specific to Auldrant did not help you conceal yourself, Jade.

[...It has been a while since she spoke to him.]

I also asked for people specific to Auldrant. [It hasn't been that long for him, since they last barged in for information on Professor Nebilim - but Jade does not exacly note it.] I couldn't help but leave some puzzle pieces. Your minds must have needed a workout in a village that seems so quiet.

Appearances, as you are doubtless well aware, can be deceiving. [And, as she is seated with her hands folded in her lap:] Ask your questions, please.

Very well. Let's begin, shall we?

[He neatly shuffles some papers as he considers a question to start with.]

Are you aware of those present in this village who are known to have died on Auldrant?

Of course.

[More of them than he may realize.]

Please name them. I'd also like to know your thoughts on how these people are alive here and whether or not it matches up with what was described in the so-called Guide.

I'm not naming anyone until you tell me about the last thing you remember of Auldrant.

The Malnosso revive them, though. ...I believe. It may be that "the world" in a grander sense takes part in bringing them back.

[He let out a patient sigh.]

If you must know, it was the evacuation of Eldrant. Following the death of Van and the freeing of Lorelei. Luke stayed behind to destroy Eldrant with his hyperresonance. However, it is unlikely he survived.

So that is what you believe. I see.

You believe otherwise?

[In a softer tone:] Ion. Arietta. Asch. Luke.

I don't believe anything yet. I am trying to analyze as much as I can to see what alternative is more possible. [How dare this mysterious world and these scientists succeed where he failed, in raising the dead.]

You're up to date, then.

[Up to date? Certainly. You're not can wait.]

Then it will help you to know that before your most recent arrival, General Grants and Professor Nebilim were here as well, for varying lengths of time.

[It wouldn't be so hard to believe with just Van; he would be a step closer to contending with Dist for the title of stubborn cockroach. But there is an immediate tension at the mention of the second name, and he responds sharply and almost reflexively.]

You're lying.

I would never. [It may surprise him that she doesn't rise to match his sharpness.] Not about her.

[His red eyes widen in disbelief but remain piercing. Now she's gotten his eye contact, as he tries to piece this all together. The idea that the professor lived again here, long before his time. It was like a mockery of all his work. All of his hopes.

At some point, he did not notice, but he must have slapped his hands against the desk and risen to a standing position, the coat still swaying around his shoulders. Jade hasn't thought to put his arms through the sleeves just yet.]

It was her? The real her?

As real as you are now. ...As real as you were back then, too. It seems you don't remember anything of your previous appearances here.

[He's intimidating, standing like that. She wouldn't deny it.

She's just met more intimidating things in recent years.]

You are standing in her office.

[It is very rare for Jade to be pushed anywhere near a breaking point. But this combination of information hits him hard. He's been relying on his mental faculties, his experiences, as the only reliable source against this bizarre world. But now he faces that possibility: he's been here before, but now he's been stripped of that. It was like being stripped of another life - especially because of the implication in Nephry's words. He had what he wanted - Nebilim again - and it was lost, forever, gone done the sinkhole with her life.

Jade's teeth grit, his bare fingers dinging into the wood of the desk. Now, knowing it was Nebolim's, it all compounded into one sick joke. So he hissed.]

This is sickening.

Jade, please. [This...is not at all what she expected. Certainly she didn't come here with the goal of angering him.] I know it isn't easy, especially in this case, and I will answer all of your questions for you as well as I can.

[She still doesn't stand. It is sickening.]

I should have been...more careful with what I said. I'm sorry.

[He closes his eyes for a moment, breathes and pulls himself back down into the chair. He reaches to adjust his glasses, almost reflexively, but he quickly withdraws his hand once he remembers that his glasses are not there.]

There's no need for concern. I suppose even one such as myself has trouble processing shocking information from time to time. It's better to get it all over with up front than to drag it out unnecessarily, wouldn't you say? [He tries to smile, to make it seem like something he could laugh off, but he still finds himself continuing in a more stern voice.] You are telling me that I met the Professor again in this world. And that if what the Guide says regarding the memories of returning inhabitants is indeed true, than I will never be able to recollect this.

[When Jade Curtiss gets angry in front of somebody? There's need for concern.]

It is highly unlikely, yes. ['Never' is too irreversible of a word, around here.]

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