yourfononsarewhack | 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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[Have some more sarcasm, maybe even an eyeroll.]

Of course. Asch, who's always been so eager and forthcoming to tell us even the most important matters. I'll be sure to ask him out for tea.

[At the same time, he's unsure about whether or not he's okay about the subject diverting from Ion for the moment.]

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[She doesn't let the sarcasm faze her.] Well, you know he's kinda soft under all that prickly act he puts up! [She's warming up to the idea! If nothing else, at least a conversation between the Colonel and Asch would be pretty funny.] And I think he cares about Arietta. So if it's important, maybe he'll spill the beans!

Everything's soft on the inside, Anise. Aren't you familiar with biology? [He says with a devilish smirk before he sighs and lowers his head.]

And this will still apply when the information is primarily of importance to myself. But they still look out for each other in this world, eh?

You know what I mean! [She huffs, then nods.] Yep! Asch would never admit it, but I know it's true! But I guess you're right, he probably won't tell you if it's only important to you.

My, my. One runs out of leads much too quickly in this village, Anise. However, I am certain that I'll find my way to such answers eventually.

Why don't we return to the subject of yourself and your experiences here in Luceti?

[She's instantly on her guard, but if anything, her smile grows wider.]

Sure, what do you want to know? I'm always right here ready to help! ♥

Let's see. What to ask next?

[He looks over a paper, pretending to deliberate over a question. And then he asks in a more serious tone.]

In this world, have you ever met a Professor Gelda Nebilim?

[He lets that hang there for a moment before he motions to the rest of the office.]

And yes, I have already been made aware of the irony.

[She nods almost immediately, looking solemn.]

Yeah, she was my teacher. [She hesitates a little before she asks her next question. After the Professor was sent back to Auldrant - to her death - Dist had been more withdrawn than usual. When she asked, Ion told her that the Professor had taught Dist when he was younger. And since the Colonel and Dist were childhood friends...]

Did you know her, Colonel?

[His eyes flicker all so slightly at her words. Nephry springing that on him - Professor Nebilim's presence here - it had caught him offguard. For an odd moment, the most bizarre and unexpected moment, he felt vulnerable. And he thought that in this case, asking about her himself could give him control over the situation. Dissect the information himself, rather than have it shoved at him. Still, her wording is enough to almost throw him off.

She was my teacher.

But her return question at least answers itself some of his planned follow-up questions. He needed to know how much Anise knew about the connection between himself and Gelda. But now Anise had revealed that she knew nothing at all of it. And it put him in a unique position.

Back home, he had told them all. Entrusted the information to them - and they accepted it. Against Jade's better judgement, they still accepted him as a human being. but he only told them because of what had happened - because they had fought Gelda's replica together. Because they'd all gotten dragged into his finest mess. Now he was dealing with an Anise of the past, one whom had yet to experience her own most terrible mistake. It wasn't a simple matter of wondering whether or not Anise would judge him. It was wondering whether or not it was really so necessary to dispense this information in this very different context. So he keeps his own answer simple and short.]

Mm, years ago. But that's irrelevant.

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[And if Anise's senses hadn't failed her, that's definitely one of his "I know something but I'm not telling" schticks. But despite her curiosity, she's still wary about asking too much in case he probes right back into her affairs.]

[Maybe she'll have to ask Ion later. Could he have an illicit love affair with the Professor that Dist was jealous about?]

[Her excitement is abruptly cut off when she once again remembers that the Professor is dead.]

You... [know she's dead, right, is what she's been about to ask, but reconsiders it at the last moment. Learning Ion was dead was the hardest thing she had to face. And maybe, because it's the Colonel, he knows already.]

Um, so! What else do you want to know?

A great many things, Anise. But I'll have to take this one step at a time.

[He spends a moment in thought, pondering whether or not to pursue a different subject. And then abruptly cuts back to talking at whatever moment he's least expected to.]

What else do you know about the Professor?

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