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{{Video- the 18th}}

[It's not unusual in and of itself to suddenly remember something that you haven't thought of in forever. But some of the things Akane has been recalling lately are a little... strange. Because who would forget having eaten bear meat? It wasn't bad or anything, just.... she feels like it's the sort of thing she'd remember. She hasn't realized anything strange is going on yet, so her tone is more casually curious than concerned.]

Hey, I've got a question for everyone. What's the weirdest thing you've ever eaten?



{{Action- the 21st(Ichiban Market) }}

[Nano and Nik have been preoccupied recently. Actually, the whole city seems to be pretty weird lately. At any rate, it's a slow day for grocery shopping and Akane is booored. Which isn't all that unusual, but she is finding some unusual ways to pass the time. For a while, she's reading a thick book about military strategy that she got from the library. She's having an easier time reading than she expected and never realized how interesting this sort of thing was. But then... didn't she used to do something like this?

No, thats silly! A kid in elementary school wouldn't be marching around with an army.... right? So then why does she remember it so clearly?

Later on, she's in the canned food aisle. Most of the cans have been pulled from the shelves and set up on the floor. Using similarly colored labels, she's set up two opposing armies. Part of it is to better visualize what's in the book. Changing their positions around, creating terrain out of carboard boxes and other objects, she's got the makings of a pretty interesting strategy game here. But something doesn't seem quite right... Shouldn't there be more different kinds of units? She's gazing at her mock battlefield with a thoughtful frown...]




{{Text- the 23rd}}

[Now that she has some idea what's going on, she really wants to talk to the person who has her memories. The question is how to find them. Text seems to be the best method. And because she doesn't want to reveal too much of the other person's memories on a public network,(it wouldn't be fair) she'll need to be a little vague.]

I want to talk to the person who got my memories. If you used to be in a big army full of guys with swords and people who could do magic and the name Grima means anything to you, please text me back.

Thanks.
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[He's been silent for a while. Ever since arriving, Yarne's been dealing with trying not to get himself killed...or so it seemed, maybe, to everyone else. In actuality, he's been spending the last week getting less and less social, to the point where he's going on long walks without telling his allies and avoiding looking at his communicator altogether. He's even taken to sleeping outside of his assigned room.

Today is different, though. After fighting some demons during the thirteenth hour, he turns it on. At the moment, he's leaning against a wall not far from his apartment, looking a bit feverish. He's holding his head in one hand and glaring down at his watch in the other. There are two things very wrong with Yarne's appearance...to those who know him. For one, he's wearing a pair of jeans and a thick black coat. Two, there's a bit of blood on the axe leaning next to him...and some on his face. He hasn't washed up.]


This week has been nothing more than a pain in the ass.

[His hand leaves hand so he can reach down to his side and pull up his evoker. He looks at it for a moment before tossing it to the side. It hits the ground with a loud clang.]

...That's an evoker. It ain't doing shit to bring out my Persona. [He growls.] There's something wrong. What the hell is it? It's a gun, but...despite everything I've done, I shouldn't know what it is. [His message may be cryptic, but the memories to him are so clear. He's been shot before, fixing something...taking care of something. But he also knows, extremely vaguely, that despite being able to hold one and use one without flinching...that he's never seen one before.]

...Tch. [He brings his hand back to his head, starting to shake a little. The way he scowls, it's very clear that this Taguel is in great pain.] What's it all mean? Probably nothing more than a waste of everyone's time, but...something's different.

[He scowls again, but it's followed by another wince. His head hurts so much...he has to take a knee at this point. When he speaks again, there's a renewed firmness to his voice. He tries to set the message to private, but...he doesn't know how.]

Minako. Are you...busy right now?

[...He's not sure why he's asking, and it looks like he's about to say something else...but there's a loud screech and a fireball thrown at him. He dodges without flinching.]

Tch. Figures. [He grabs his axe and reaches to turn off his feed, but not before he says one more thing.] Time to say adiós, assholes.

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May. 14th, 2013 11:19 pm
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[ It's been... well, a day, more or less.

Robin's had enough time to get more-or-less settled in, get some basic information, and figure out how this strange communication device worked. Thankfully, she was a quick study - no embarrassing slip-ups in handling technology for her!

And thus, with all of that out of the way, it was time for another important task. The video feed turns on to show the face of a young woman, a fairly serious look on her face. A dark-haired woman can be seen in the corner of a screen, and manly "hiyah"s and such can be heard in the background. ]


This is supposed to connect to everybody who's arrived to this city from elsewhere.... right? My thoughts go out to every messenger that's been put out of business by this.

My name is Robin, and I'm looking for anybody connected to the Ylissean army. If you are, when see this message, please contact me back for our location. You might not recognize me as the Robin you know, but-

[ The manly voice in the background cuts in- ] BINDING BLADE!!! [ Owain can now be seen in the background, his sword... neatly cutting through the wall.

Robin turns her attention towards him. ]
Owain!! As small as this room is, you're going to practice something like that!?

[ Tharja can be seen more clearly as Robin gets up to scold Owain, but only for a moment as Robin turns the feed off. ]

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