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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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[Inviting her in as if he owned the place. At least the voice itself is familiar; she had seen Jade Curtiss arrive and depart enough times to be familiar with him. And of course, he was Gelda's student and Nephry's brother - facts that she wouldn't have forgotten..]

... Very well. [And the door opens.] Good afternoon.

[He finds himself staring sharply towards the source of the voice. The woman clearly wasn't Nebilim - but the voice... it has such a similar sound to it. Jade spent a moment looking at her while his mind picked apart every different nuance in her voice, and his fingers clasped the surface of the desk.

But the moment was soon passing. He was able to compose himself almost seamlessly.]

Good day. To what do I owe this pleasure?

Perhaps I'm the one who should be asking that. After all, you've taken up your place of business in my school.

[But even that isn't surprising, knowing what she does know of him.]

But as it is, you've summoned me here yourself.

You'll have to excuse me for that. [He says in a cordial manner. No need to troll or offend the stranger so soon, not when she could have information.] I'm only making use of the area that I've found myself in.

[He presses his hands together over his paperwork.]

I'm afraid that you're not someone whom I'm familiar with. [Beyond that voice, that eerily similar-sounding voice.] May I ask who you are?

You're the newcomer. [Meant of course, to point out the fact that he had been attempting to conceal his identity from the start. Despite her already knowing who he is, she doesn't play it off as such just yet. It's always hard, when they don't remember.]

You're lucky I'm generous and more than used to this by now. My name is Raine Sage, and I maintain the so-called guide that you mentioned earlier.

[He's well aware he's at a newcomer. Naming as many of his own terms as possible has been his way of compensating for suddenly being at such a disadvantage.]

I see. In that case, thank you for coming. [He shuffles through his papers for the one containing notes and questions he made regarding the Guide.] I have a number of questions regarding the contents of your Guide in that case. And mm, if your generosity has its limits, I may be willing to vacate your office once this conversation has ended.

Oh, but where are my manners? [He says with his odd imitation of sincerity before rising to his feet in greeting.] My name is Colonel Jade Curtiss, Malkuth Imperial... nevermind, the full title is irrelevant here. [And he suddenly gives her a searching look with a sharp narrowing of the eyes.] Or are you already familiar with the name?

You would be correct. In fact, I have been introduced to you on at least three other occasions. [There, another freebie answer for him to tuck away. Now let him ask his questions.]

Edited 2013-03-26 00:21 (UTC)

I see. Then I suppose you won't mind entertaining this old man a fourth time around. [It's disturbing in a way, but he's been preparing for this possibility. But he goes on in a very formal manner.]

My questions primarily pertain to the accuracy of this Guide.

Edited 2013-03-28 06:46 (UTC)

Is there anything that you find that may be ... inaccurate, or wanting? The guide can't go into detail on every known matter, for obvious reasons.

Yes, I can see the value in keeping most newcomers on a need-to-know basis, at least for while they come to grips with the initial shock of arriving.

You'll have little need to pull punches regarding myself. Rather, it can help me wrap my head around some of these more blatantly impossible concepts to have a physical person who can hopefully explain matters in more detail. Of course, maybe I'm just misunderstanding. [He looks down, speaking with a slight distance.] Such as, this world's definitions of "death" and "arrival" may be different from the ones I am familiar with.

It's less keeping them on a need to know basis and more of the fact that we don't want the Malnosso to be aware of everything that we might communicate to one another. Not that there isn't much that they don't know that we already know, but the point remains.

As for your first question, the definition in there is fairly straightforward. We're all pulled into this world from various points, various times, various worlds. The Malnosso find us, decide where to put us, and then we're shifted inside the barrier. No one ever remembers their actual initial arrival to this world, due to another shift.

I see. So this place truly does have some tactical experience, in that case. [He cracks a small smile, but it fades as he dwells on her experience.]

In that case, there's no definite proof of this revival process.

Revival process? You mean... of those who had died previously and yet were drawn to this world. Obviously they're alive, here. And if you are killed in this world, you are also revived. One can say that the world rather cheapens our normal interpretations of what life and death are. This world ... has a habit of doing that. Challenging what we know as possible.

[He watches quietly as he speaks. The resemblance isn't near uncanny - but there's enough vague similarities that, when matched with that oddly similar voice, it annoys Jade. He still maintains his focus on her words.]

That may be true. I merely find it difficult to accept an impossibility as a possibility without something resembling proof, beyond a secondhand account. Of course, I know it is unreasonable and would be quite distasteful to demand proof regarding this particular example. Yet, otherwise I will find myself listing off possible explanations for my own amusement. The supposed victims could end up the Malnosso's grasp before totally dying. After all, it is quite possible for a living person to show all signs of being dead. [And he gives a slight smirk.] It is a most amusing trick.

I'm afraid the deaths are very real, as are the ... losses that are incurred from them. It's just the way the world itself ... operates. After all, people somehow are brought to this plane from after they are dead, and ... they return to that state if they are somehow sent home. There supposedly was a project in the works to anchor those who had been dead at home to new worlds, but as usual that was made a mess out of.

A project? [He looks up sharply.] Was this initiated by the people here or the Malnosso? [Anchoring the dead to new worlds... He could imagine the possibilities. What could be done with that power.]

The Malnosso. Or rather, a specific faction of the Malnosso - the former CEO. But another faction got a hold of the project and initiated it before it was ready for testing, leading to many problems.

I see. So there's a chance it could have worked, if prepared properly.

[Something to file away for potential future usage.]

It's a possibility, but there's no way of knowing for sure now. The test... did allow some of us to go back to our homes for less than a day, and one other person was sent with us. After that day finished, there were some... dramatic altering to our memory, as the person who had visited the world ended up believing that they were from there all along, which I don't believe was an intended side-effect. Nonetheless, it's all been set back to normal, now.

[His brain is just soaking up that information.]

That sounds like a lot to reflect further on. At the very least, it seems I can learn much more about space-time mechanics in this place. Of course, if these Malnosso live up to their reputation, they must have extensive research on the subject already.

Of course, they might not be willing to share all of that information with you, but it doesn't hurt to keep your ears open and ask the right questions.

I suspected it could be as such. [But he gives a slight smile.] Is hall certainly be listening. [Stalking all the entries!] And the right questions, you say? I'll have to begin drafting some soon. It may prove to be an amusing challenge.

[She raises an eyebrow at that.] Try not to sound too rehearsed.

Oh, come now. Certainly you must know me at least as well enough to know that I can be quite the convincing actor.

Edited (what are sentences) 2013-05-06 18:11 (UTC)

Yes, I'm aware of that. You're an intelligent man, Jade, but remember - they've had their eye on you for longer than you have on them.

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