caseofthetruth: (Glance | Contemplating)
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[Naoto sat there, her mind focused on whatever was sitting in front of her. her pen tapping lightly against the desk. The various pieces of paper scattered around the place as a moogle was busy cleaning up and making sure everything was in order. After a while Naoto finally looks up and over, a small smile placed upon her feathers, hiding a slight concern she might have about the current situation.]

Ah, thank you Watson. You may continue filing all the paper work the Chief signed a few days ago. [Placing her pen down she stretched slightly, choosing this moment to take a break from the concentration or simply too much thought. The moogle Watson on the other hand choose to take the papers on over to the tiny moogles desk as it started to file, making sure it goes in the right place.]

It has come to my attention that a set number of people have gone missing. [She puts a hand to her hat, adjusting it slightly on her head.] Since it's been over twenty four hours it classify's them as missing. [She stood up, in her head she still didn't understand what exactly was going on, but investigating that place again was the best bet.] So I propose that I will go to the last place they were and throw a formal investigation myself. [She looks at the communicator, when it comes to the police, she is very serious business and is crazy enough to do this.] I don't expect anyone to come, but if you are willing enough and not afraid of what could be around, then it will be of help. Hopefully that way it would make the investigation easier. [Tilting her hat down she looks over to the moogle.] Watson, prepare a Gummi Ship. I plan on hopefully going within the next hour or so. I just need to do a few other things first.

[With that she reaches over to pick up her communicator as it switches off.]
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[Initially there’s nothing discernible before the camera but the sound of high-pitched voices is picked up by the microphone]

ENGAGE BRAKE MECHANISM…… CHECK

[A slight pause]

CHECK FUEL LEVELS…. CHECK

[The disconcerting sound of metal clanking and gears grinding adds another level of percussion to the transmission]

INITIATE IGNITION SEQUENCE……

[Before the process can proceed further, the voices begin sounding more excitable, an alarm is sounded]

Heat is increasing rapidly! System will overheat in twenty seconds! Abort, Abort!

ALL SYSTEMS SHUT DOWN! [The din reaches fever pitch, with the alarm near deafening before…….. Nothing. Everything falls into total silence]

[……………………………...]

[……………………………...........................................]

[…………………………….................................................................]

[Finally, Washu speaks and gives her helpers some applause]

Well done, not bad for out first test~ [The communicator gets picked up, after a blur of dark objects it rests on Washu’s face] Has this thing been on the entire time~? [She asks but it seems to lack sincerity]

I thought you’d all like a peek at my latest creations~

[Swinging the comm around, the populace now sees not only one Washu… but DOZENS of Washus]

[IMAGE HERE] )

Aren’t they the scariest cutest?

[The mad scientist had made small robotic assistants that bare her resemblance. LIVE IN FEAR.. COUGH]
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[Onlookers on various worlds might happen to notice a familiar blue blur flying from place to place today. Thanks to the raving success of his last post, the god of communication now had plenty of work to entertain him. Being a God certainly had it‘s advantages, such as making the travel time between worlds nearly instantaneous.

The first stop appeared to be on Disney Castle as evidenced by the architecture and the layout of the city. One parcel to one albeit confused receiver, check. In a blink of an eye Hermes was next seen in an office filing papers at inhuman speed.
]

There we go, what an improvement! [He glanced around the room but didn’t catch sight of the person who’d hired him for the job, so he left a note detailing the new filing system, in case they needed to find anything while he was off completing the other tasks] Mm.. what’s next on the agenda? [Anyone that had been to Port Royal recently would no doubt be able to discern the world Hermes stopped next. He hovered just inside the Police station]

Naoto, babe. Are you in here? [She had said that she needed some paperwork of some kind delivered to Dante but.. He wasn’t entirely sure what it was. ]

Now, let’s see. Seems like I had a couple of gigs on Traverse Town.

[ He stopped by to tidy up Leonardo’s work station first, and left instructions on how the use this system as well before heading over to Lizzie’s shop for her parcels. He took a moment to address the communicator briefly]

Now that, cats, is how I operate. Swift, efficient and all within the span of one day. [He decided to use the footage he’d caught to advertise what he could do] If anyone else needs anything done for them, let me know all right?

By the by, has any one seen ol' Zeusy around? We kinda had a competition lined up.

[Dante will be receiving some shiny new paperwork to fill out (ill-timed since it’s close to his birthday)]

[Ciel will be receiving an egg from some anonymous source]

[ooc: Hermes is zipping about all over a variety of worlds. Feel free to run into him somewhere or speak to him via the comm. In the post I kinda breezed by some of the stops but only to illustrate Hermes canon speedyness. If anyone at those stops wants to rp it out below lets go for it 8D. Here’s all the tasks he was completing or trying to complete: - Leonardo needed his workspace at Dante’s cleaned up and organized, Naoto needed work related items delivered to Dante, Fai also needed his office organized, Lizzie had some parcels to be delivered (I‘m not sure what or to who on those though o_o;, let me know and I can edit accordingly, or if they were npcs, I can edit out this message that works too!), and Oz requested a gift be sent anonymously to Ciel Phantomhive]
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[LOCKED from Dante]

[At first, the network will get a good shot of a shiny new droid, custom made by the technicians at the Jedi Temple and... well, tinkered with a bit by Obi-Wan. He didn't want this thing hacking into any computer systems or any other sorts of similar business. The recipient of this new droid got into enough trouble on his own.]

Well, then. It's finished at last. [He gives the robot a lopsided smile and a quick shine with his sleeve before turning the feed around.] But before I deliver it to who it was built for... If you are harassed by a tall, obnoxious man and his droid in the near future, I apologize profusely.

Do not ask me why I'm doing this. I think I've gone mad, really, but you all deserve an advanced warning.

[And with that, Obi-Wan switches the feed off and goes to deliver the gift.]

- - -

[ACTION]

[At long last, Obi-Wan shows up on Dante's doorstep with the droid and... yes, that's a jedi robe bundled under one of his arms. He reconsidered this many times, but here he is nonetheless, with the droid and the jedi robe he promised ages ago. He takes deep breath, hopes to the Force he doesn't regret this, and knocks.]

Dante, it's Obi-Wan.
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( for once, Belle isn’t cleaning so much as she is poking around in things that she probably shouldn’t be touching at while Rumplestiltskin isn’t in his room to keep her from his things. it isn’t all that often that she ventures into his room (save for cleaning it) so it’s safe to say her curiosity has likely gotten the best of her; and at the moment, she’s not aware she’s being recorded by her little trinket that was likely left behind in here when she was cleaning up )

Just what are you up to lately, hm…? ( she’s walking her fingers along the various oblong shaped bottles that hold a variety of potions within their confinements, tilting her head at some, narrowing her eyes to others to better see the contents — but never does she pick one up ) I wonder what this—

( her subconscious gets the better of her, though and imagining a noise (or possibly truly hearing one) Belle jerks to stand upright again. veering her body rather quickly to look at the door, she’s startled to see that no one is there but even moreso at the noise of shattering glass — she’d knocked a vial over )

Oh no!

( she’s about to kneel and grab the pieces when from the ground where the bottle shattered, a vast, thick purple colored fog erupts and covers the whole of the room, causing the device to lose Belle’s form as she’s engulfed by it. although it can’t be seen anymore, Belle stumbles through the ‘cloud’ to the window in the hopes that opening it will cause the mess to disperse but it fails and soon she’s coughing from the thick smoke-like substance )

Rumple—! ( alas, he’s not home after all, so crying out to him won’t work! ) —help me!

( the coughing continues, as do the calls for help, but otherwise the purple vastness is all that remains to be seen on the camera )
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Peace is determined not to last long, it seems...

[The voice that comes across the feed is resigned and sorrowful. To think true peace is long-lasting is naïve, but Zelda had not expected to lose Hyrule again so soon after it was relinquished from the grip of Ganondorf and the Twilit realm. The camera is focused on a fallen moogle however, wounded and looking more than a little rattled. A gloved hand comes into view from the side, glowing with a gold aura. Soon, that aura envelopes the moogle as well and all traces of injury are gone.]

W-Wow! Thanks, kupo! Those Heartless sure got me good! But... don't be sad, kupo. We're always making progress towards saving people's homes!

I will do what I must to save my home, and to help others save theirs if I am able.

Let's just focus on getting you settled in first, kupo. Oh--! [It's then that the moogle notices the communicator is on and decides now's a good time to show Zelda how to use it. For the first time, the feed gets a good glimpse of her: a young woman with long brown hair and donning a coronation dress. She was queen for an hour before this happened.] Introduce yourself, Miss Zelda!

[The feed, held sideways, is given a rather perplexed look.] What manner of creature is this? [It had no eyes, nor a mouth, but these-- well... These could be ears? She turns the feed upright, studying the 'creature'.]

No, no! It's not a living thing, kupo. It's how people here communicate. Just speak into it and other people will hear you!

[After casting the moogle a fleeting uncertain look, Zelda looks back at the thing.] Greetings. My name is Zelda. I come from a land called Hyrule. Please, if there are any Hylians out there, I urge you to contact me immediately. I also wish to know how I may be able to help against this invasion of darkness. Thank you. [And then she looks back at the moogle for approval, who nods and shows her how to turn the communicator off again.]
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[Whatever had been going on during these past couple of weeks, Qui-Gon was starting to be affected by it. There was a darkness growing somewhere that was leaving him sleepless, unsettled, and with periodic headaches. It was early in the morning as Qui-Gon prepared himself a morning cup of tea. His ferret of a pet was standing on the counter watching him.,b>]

I will have your breakfast soon. Perhaps you should go call on Obi-Wan. Tell him to come downstairs.

[The furret, understanding, started going towards the stairs just as Qui-Gon managed to reach for the glass. He stumbled as if the man were dizzy. Thankfully he caught a hold of the counter and leaned against it, his arm accidentally toppling over his cup. That was very clumsy for a Jedi. The furret scurried back as Qui-Gon settled into a chair.]

Perhaps I should wait on getting things together. This ill omen has been growing in my conscience. It makes it very difficult to concentrate and ignore.

[He gave his pet a a scratch behind the ear.]

Don't worry, furry friend. I'll be all right.
nameofexorcist: (Stare)
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[The video feed shows a very serious, but young man almost glaring at the communicator. No he does not appreciate waking up in this unusual town when there are important tasks back at Filgaia. Although apparently, Filgaia has been swallowed by Darkness.

Whatever that means.

Of course, his seriousness may be set off by the Moogle hovering right behind him. It probably doesn't help that his big nose twitches every so often.]


Assuming that this "Darkness" is real, I require all information about it. If there's a way to restore my world, I will immediately start on that.

[He's about to end the feed when Kresnik turns his glare at the Moogle behind him.]

...Stop hovering over me.

[He ends the feed there, but if anyone comes across him, he will be holding a 3 foot gun in his hand.]
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[personal profile] terrene
[Mamoru has lived the last few years of his life with talking cats, so speaking with a moogle seems run-of-the-mill, and he's never been one to turn away help. So he allows the creature to go over the functions of the phones and the munny, not quite realizing he's already being filmed on his device.]

Our worlds are gone. [It's a fact, one he doesn't need to verify. The fact that the Earth is gone is an acute loss that he feels.] So where are we?

A few worlds are left, kupo... You made it to one.

Have there been others?

Lots and lots, kupo!

I see, that's good.

[Did that mean she and the others had made it too?

Usako...

He reaches out with his heart, his mind, his spirit, into the new world he stood on and the space around it, searching for answers. Usako, are you here? He wants to hear her voice--see her face--feel her life somewhere near to him--so he keeps looking and calling out. She has to be there, he tells himself, because he has faith in her and in their love. Surely their destinies wouldn't part ways at such an important time.]


Would you like to speak with them, kupo?

[He nods, a short and efficient gesture that's somehow still polite.]

Go right ahead, kupo! Your device is working.

[He takes a breath to steady himself, if only because he wants to run out and find Usagi more than anything. But he also knows he needs to be practical about all of this. If he's the only one that's made it, he needs to get back as soon as possible so it doesn't worry her.]

My name is Mamoru Chiba. By now I've gathered that it's not unusual for people to appear on these worlds from others--though what kind of people remains to be seen.

[He pauses for just a moment. He doesn't need to ask for Usagi--he won't--because if she's here they'll find each other.]

Maybe someone can tell me more about the nature of this darkness that's swallowed our homes. What - or who - is behind them and what we can do to help... I'd like to know.
bitchblade: (『 ❀ 』 (⌒-⌒) motherly. all the love.)
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ooh. Halloween is slowly creeping up on us! [ it's getting so close. it's just a mere fifteen days away and she can't wait, because it's one of her favorite holidays! but, in all seriousness, how could it not be? two words; free candy. ]

Hey, Mokuba, I was wondering if you wanted to come and check out Halloween Town with me. I was thinking about picking up a costume to wear... [ to go trick or treating in because NO i am not too old. it's free candy... free candy. ] and I bet it's already super spooky looking so even a stroll could be tons of fun. [ a thoughtful pause. ] Eagle... you should totally come too! Dante, Tony, Peter, how about it ...?

( private; tohru. )

Don't be alarmed, Tohru, but I moved out of the Inn and I got myself a temporary place! [ smiles bright as she all but tries to stifle a giggle. she's more than a little excited, though technically it's not hers~ but a home is a home! she still needs to repay dante for everything he's done... and her first thought is food. ] You can still stop by if you'd like. I'd still like to hang out sometime. [ rubs her arm sheepishly as she looks aside. ] ...and if you'd not mind I'd like to try to learn to cook. Maybe you could help me with that. I think I've improved a little already, but I'd like to be able to make an entire meal.

( private; naoto. )

Hey. [ as she balls a fist off screen she curses dante under her breath. he should have had the decency to introduce them! especially since they'd be working together, at least to some degree. ] Dante had told me to contact you so that I could fill out some paperwork. I don't know if he mentioned me or not, [ oh, this is unbelievably awkward. ] but I'm Masane Amaha and I'm the newest addition to the force. I'll, uh, I'll be working the day shift in Traverse Town from now on and, well, it's a real pleasure [ bows her head. ] and I look forward to working with you!
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[personal profile] intogold
[Rumplestiltskin is sitting at his wheel, spinning. Spinning and spinning and spinning. It's what he does when he broods. When he finds himself thoughtful about things he'd rather not be thinking about. So he's spinning. Bit by bit by bit. Straw into gold.

But the video is on. He glance to it before turning back to his work.]


I have two questions for you tonight, dearies. Two curiosities that have flittered through my mind.

First of all... [He glances up.] What sort of talents and hobbies do you all possess? Anything of particular uniqueness or interest?

[He's quiet for a moment. More spinning, the wheel moving steady, his hands feeding the roving to it evenly.]

And second, at the risk of stirring up homesickness, will any of you tell me about your family?
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[personal profile] memoryreprieved
[ Ever since she's come to in Traverse Town, something's been in the back of her mind, occasionally touching the tip of her tongue. And only now has she had the courage to ever actually say anything about it. ]

You know... There's just something about the mist that really bothers me. I mean... I've seen darkness controlled a little before. [ She controls it for that matter when she makes corridors, after all. ] ...But never like that. Before I always thought of the Heartless when I thought of darkness. But now...

[ She's just... not sure what to think entirely. And, really? She feels like she should know something like this. It's not like she's never heard of darkness before. It's what she constantly sought after, destroying Heartless, collecting hearts... What it boils down to is the dawning that it's not just the Heartless to blame for all this darkness... though with it comes this sinking feeling. Because the more she thinks on it, the more it hits her that things just got a lot trickier. ]
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[personal profile] executionerrose
[Video / Destiny Island Action]

[As his date shivered in the cool breeze drifting in off of the ocean's evening waves, Chloe gallantly removed his jacket and draped it over Makoto's shoulders. And in case that wasn't quite enough he held her from behind in a warm hug so that she could watch the waves as long as she liked. He didn't mind the cold as long as she was happy.
Dinner at one of the local beachfront restaurants and then an evening stroll along the boardwalk made for absolutely the perfect date.
That is... until a moogle walked by with a camera on. She filmed the couple together before even bothering to ask if that was ok.

Wonderful, kupo~!
This moogle... she is a shipper!





OOC: Run into the couple on their date or call them. They will have their communicator's with them.
]
caseofthetruth: (Glance | Tip my hat to you)
[personal profile] caseofthetruth
[Naoto for once when the feed is switched on isn't wearing a hat and her hair by now is starting o show it's longer length than when she first arrived. There is a first for everything. Second first thing is that she isn't in Port Royal, In fact it's obvious by now that she is currently residing at Destiny Island. With papers in hand she was quietly reading them over, her eyes focused on the words, each letter. Soon afterwards she sighed, going to put the papers in her bag before standing up and bowing to the person before her.]

Thank you for your time, I'll return later to see if we can make some kind of arrangement. [And with that she leaves the room and leaves the building, her hand firmly on her device and bag as a sigh passed her lips.]

It seems as though people really don't do night classes for those who can't make it during the morning, I suppose it's understandable considering the people at the dorms here have a curfew so I can imagine night classes to be something difficult to manage, but... I would of liked to be able to at least finish my studies so that my knowledge isn't one that would come from a first year high schooler.

[She glanced over to the device for a moment before moving to hold it in front of her, her grasp on her bag a lot lighter than before.]

On another note Chief, I hope you received the papers I sent you on some cases that had been reported during my attempts at seeing if radio signals could work across worlds.
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[The video caught sight of Hermes flitting about the coliseum. With nothing to do… he’d taken to spending most of his time with Herc and Phil.. And though the three usually got along fine it was definitely starting to grate on the goat-man’s nerves as well as the God’s.

Going from those regular pantheon meetings, to the semi regular deliveries to next to nothing wasn’t an easy transition.

Returning to the communicator he decided to lay it all out there.
]

All right cats, and kittens.. I’m going to cut right to the chase, you dig?

If any of you, need ANYTHING delivered.. Whether it’s a message, object, what have you.. I’m the God for the job. [A touch of a nervous laugh] I’m also a whiz at organization, I have office experience and I can build a pita faster than Zeus-y can hurl a lightning bolt.

If anyone out there, in need of any services along those lines? I’m not asking for anything in return so beseech away.
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( Locked from Hades, Icy, Ciel & Sebastian; Leon doesn't trust any of 'em. 8| )

We can't wait anymore.

[The look on Leon's face is grave and it looks like he's got a slip of paper in his other hand. The seal of the King is on it and there's an equally grave message within; each of the keyblade bearers -- Kairi, Ventus, Aqua, and Terra -- should have gotten one, as well.]

Each time something happens, it's gotten worse. We were still reeling from the attack on Disney Castle, and now this mist has chipped away at our stability. Our enemy is ruthless. We can't wait to regain our footing. The time to act is now.

[He holds up the letter, showing it to the network.]

I received a letter from the King. There's something out there, an entity unlike anything we've ever fought before. A terrible and great darkness... The King says he's not sure if even the keyblades can stand up against it. But he does know that it's fueling Maleficent with her power. That's why she's been able to cast spells that affect every world in our kingdom here.

If this... thing is just continuing to give Maleficent her power, we don't have any time to lose. We need to organize an attack while we have a chance. I'm going to need the keyblade bearers to help lead this. The World That Never Was is massive and filled with Heartless and who knows what other creatures. We can't just charge in as one big group. We need a plan.

I need to know who wants to help and what you can do so I can prepare. In three days, we'll hold a meeting in Radiant Garden at the town square. We'll make a plan then.
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You mean I can access the entire network through this thing?

[A little boy was looking over the communicator and looking more than a little dubious]

It looks.. A little primitive.

[Compared to the type of products that they made at Kaiba Corporation. The boy probably should have been a little more surprised to find himself in a foreign land than he currently was. Mokuba wasn’t entirely sure what to make of this place…. It looked suspiciously like something you’d see in a video game, the moogles weren‘t helping to dissuade him from this idea. If this wasn’t just a dream.. Then it could have been a life like simulation... but if it was only a simulation that led to a whole slew of other questions]

.. But I’m sure I can figure it out.

[His tone was cheerful displaying that he hadn’t grasped the gravity of his situation yet. Turning it over, he briefly looked at the back of the communicator before flipping it back over and addressing it]

This is Mokuba Kaiba here, the commissioner of the battle city tournament. I’d like some answers and I would like them immediately. If this is some kind of trick it won’t be tolerated and you will be disqualified. Trust me, it’ll be easier to turn yourself in now, before my brother finds you first.
caseofthetruth: (Think | Why doesn't this work?)
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[Naoto appears to be sitting in her office, looking worse for wear in the tired department and eating what appears to be an apple. She appeared to be deep in thought.]

While a lot of us appear to be suffering something due to the mist, we have the problem of what exactly is the cause for this all in the first place.

[Taking another bite of the apple, Naoto thinks things over in her head.]

But it appears it's something that only happens when one has been outside for long periods of time, if you stay at home or within your rooms, the only effects appear to be tiredness and the general lack of sleep that everyone is experiencing. I for one tested this theory out personally from the office as you can tell. I haven't barricading doors, or boarded windows, I simply just locked the door and make sure the windows are closed.

[She picks up the little eared device, turning it around to show that everything looks rather normal, expect of course for what appeared to be a cupboard  and even a very small fridge all filled with food and snacks, as well as a kettle.]

From this conclusion I have come across many questions. Such as why is simply going into any building stopping you being affected by the mist? Why doesn't it follow you inside? What exactly is this mist made from? Because by now it's obvious to all, it's not a normal mist that one might see after a lot of rain. I had my theories as to the mist's abilities, but so far, I have been proven wrong. [She pauses for a moment, it wasn't like her mist back at home. She knew that now, but still.... it wasn't normal.]

While my investigations have come up with nothing, I do believe there is an answer to everything and with time, things will be answered. If not, I'll just consider it another of the Darkness's tricks as usual. Which given what it's doing, is certainly something different to it's normal pattern, which begs the question what will it do next?

[With that questions fresh in her mind, she switches off the feed.]
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[personal profile] styx_and_stones
[Video]

Why that... that AUUUGGGHHHRRRGGGHHH!!!

[Hades appears on the screen in fine temper today. Even he looks a bit disheveled as he stomps back and forth in his throne room in the Underworld. ]

Why does it have to be like this every, single, time? That... just is... really unnecessary...
One of these days, instead of chasing shadows from the past... that guy IS going to get loose and then where will you be? Dead, alright, you will be dead! Not even this little prank can defeat a titan!

All of your powers mean bubcus to him! And when I find you... oh yeah...

[Hades sneers as he leans closer to the camera.]

...when I find you... I'll introduce you to him. A few thousand years trapped in Tartarus should make you think twice about involving a God in your schemes!

[OOC: Hades is mad. He just had a visit from an illusion of his father, Cronus. He wants to find the one responsible for this and make them pay. ]
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[personal profile] filchedfruit
So, many of us come from different worlds, and a bunch come from Earth at different points in time...or different versions of Earth.

I guess that could lead to some culture clashes, like that Dating Auction. Some of us are more familiar with arranged marriages. I'm from [ 19th Century name for the part of Central Asia he comes from.] and I think I've heard some people refer to the time period as Victorian, for some Queen in England or whatever. That faraway place had nothing to do with my clan.

[ Unaware of the Great Game, that England had going on with Russia.]

Many of you haven't even heard of where I lived. Maybe the name changed? Or it's just part of the Russian Empire? They're way too big.

Why do I sometimes hear words in different languages anyway? Isn't there something translating whatever we say? I doubt anyone speaks Kazakh.

I had a point with this. Since we all come from places with different cultural standards,it might be better to try to keep an open mind. I think that's part of why Naoto was trying to get a better understanding of our worlds.

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