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Post: 69130647_136 created on Sat, 05 May 2012 22:12:42 +0000
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tietl koads. for something.

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STARLIGHT⋆

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summary description of character's general behavior and overall personality. summary description of character's general behavior and overall personality. summary description of character's general behavior and overall personality. summary description of character's general behavior and overall personality. summary description of character's general behavior and overall personality. summary description of character's general behavior and overall personality. summary description of character's general behavior and overall personality. summary description of character's general behavior and overall personality. summary description of character's general behavior and overall personality. summary description of character's general behavior and overall personality. summary description of character's general behavior and overall personality. summary description of character's general behavior and overall personality. summary description of character's general behavior and overall personality. summary description of character's general behavior and overall personality. summary description of character's general behavior and overall personality.

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STARLIGHT⋆

◝◝x show me the way in the dark *x﹚﹚ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬x⇣⇣

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summary of character's overall background and history, just a basic fundamental description of significant things in the past. summary of character's overall background and history, just a basic fundamental description of significant things in the past. summary of character's overall background and history, just a basic fundamental description of significant things in the past. summary of character's overall background and history, just a basic fundamental description of significant things in the past. summary of character's overall background and history, just a basic fundamental description of significant things in the past. summary of character's overall background and history, just a basic fundamental description of significant things in the past. summary of character's overall background and history, just a basic fundamental description of significant things in the past. summary of character's overall background and history, just a basic fundamental description of significant things in the past. summary of character's overall background and history, just a basic fundamental description of significant things in the past. summary of character's overall background and history, just a basic fundamental description of significant things in the past.

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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx 『✺﹃｡❝⋮⋮ five really short facts/quirks about the character's current standing/situation, their very recent history.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx 『✺﹃｡❝⋮⋮ five really short facts/quirks about the character's current standing/situation, their very recent history.

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STARLIGHT⋆

◝◝x show me the way in the dark *x﹚﹚ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬x⇣⇣

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x『`♔*AFFILIATIONS⋆⇡ ﹙﹙ list all with no details, i.e. companions, bard college, cult of mephala, windhelm guard, etc. ﹚﹚ ﾟ⇣

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paragraph explaining character's loyalties and goals in regards to the organizations that they belong to. paragraph explaining character's loyalties and goals in regards to the organizations that they belong to. paragraph explaining character's loyalties and goals in regards to the organizations that they belong to. paragraph explaining character's loyalties and goals in regards to the organizations that they belong to. paragraph explaining character's loyalties and goals in regards to the organizations that they belong to. paragraph explaining character's loyalties and goals in regards to the organizations that they belong to. paragraph explaining character's loyalties and goals in regards to the organizations that they belong to. paragraph explaining character's loyalties and goals in regards to the organizations that they belong to. paragraph explaining character's loyalties and goals in regards to the organizations that they belong to. paragraph explaining character's loyalties and goals in regards to the organizations that they belong to. paragraph explaining character's loyalties and goals in regards to the organizations that they belong to. paragraph explaining character's loyalties and goals in regards to the organizations that they belong to. paragraph explaining character's loyalties and goals in regards to the organizations that they belong to.

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replace 'typehere' above with one out of combat / magic / stealth, whichever is the character's main focus specialization type, and write short paragraph about general proficiencies and domains of personal interest and choice. replace 'typehere' above with one out of combat / magic / stealth, whichever is the character's main focus specialization type, and write short paragraph about general proficiencies and domains of personal interest and choice. replace 'typehere' above with one out of combat / magic / stealth, whichever is the character's main focus specialization type, and write short paragraph about general proficiencies and domains of personal interest and choice. replace 'typehere' above with one out of combat / magic / stealth, whichever is the character's main focus specialization type, and write short paragraph about general proficiencies and domains of personal interest and choice. replace 'typehere' above with one out of combat / magic / stealth, whichever is the character's main focus specialization type, and write short paragraph about general proficiencies and domains of personal interest and choice.

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Often stubborn and overbearing, and definitely suffering from a flaw all too commonly known as vanity, Varnan Acques is all too easy to interpret as an insufferable, arrogant individual upon first meeting. He makes no effort to disprove such opinions; but regardless, he does offer more courtesy to others than one might believe before coming to know him. And, despite any superiority complexes he may harbor, in the end he's a person of quite acceptable morality with a well-developed sense of what's right and what's wrong when it comes to the world. His ethics may suffer -- after all, it is the penchant of any magic user to be led a little astray by curiosity and overtaken by the desire for knowledge -- but he does prefer to avoid inconveniencing people for his own personal gains if at all possible. Indeed, though, his spirit for wanting to know the unknown itself and to unravel the mysteries of the world manifests strongly over all else; in quite typical fashion for those who share his profession, Varnan could spend days immersed in rare books at the dusty back of a library, attempting to decipher some cryptic message -- or fascinated by some new experiment or another (with potentially disastrous effects that he does not seem to care about). His interest is easily piqued by the smallest of things, and he undertakes way too many investigations, having no qualms with sticking his nose into matters he shouldn't. Despite however many of these antisocial shortcomings, though, the man is quite pleasant company when torn from his eccentricities and whims for a moment; possessing a natural sort of perceptive intelligence, and having lived most of his life in the midst of society, he easily and adeptly picks up on the subtleties of interacting with others, and while not being the most polite sort himself, does have his own ways of making himself liked and of offering comfort. Perhaps it is the confidence that he naturally gives off, as his beliefs and opinions are always backed by not only a strong set of pertinent arguments, but also by sincere personal conviction, but he comes off as reassuring, sensible and quite easy to trust or relate to, almost as if endowed with innate charm of his own. Overall, he is a pleasant partner for conversation (at least provided that he's not on the opposite side of a contradiction, where his vanity and personal pride may shine through unbecomingly), albeit perhaps a little odd and given to easy distractions, as his mind travels fast and easily covers many topics in a matter of seconds. Adding to that, he might make a good companion to have by one's side in a crisis, as he takes a calm and methodical type of approach to such things and always has clever input, not easily shaken by danger or obstacles; however, at the same time, this is exactly why he tends to lack the necessary patience or prudence -- the so-called 'danger sense' that all too many times prolongs people's lives.

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Although a Breton, Varnan has never even so much as set foot in his supposed home province of High Rock, growing up far off and completely removed from such places. Born in the Imperial City in Cyrodiil, the capital of the Empire itself, he was raised in the style of a so-called thriving hub of civilization, and might perhaps be more Imperial in nature than anything else. His family was rather well-off, situated on the higher echelons of the middle class in terms of their standing and wealth, and while his mother was a rather prestigious bard who performed often at upper class gatherings and events, he followed in his father's footsteps instead, exhibiting innate talent for magic and spellcasting from a relatively young age. With connections such as those, his entry into the Guild was not a difficult feat, nor was the pursuit of magical studies at the Arcane University, and most of his life revolved around mastering and perfecting his art in its various aspects and schools, as well as numerous expeditions to ruins and places rumored to hold sources of magical power. At first, he would mostly only accompany his father on the man's own endeavors, but as he grew older and following one particular task he had joined on, Varnan built connections into the Imperial Legion and closely befriended a unit captain named Lucretius Valodius. It was a mutually beneficial association and fruitful partnership, as the two easily provided aid to each other in matters they could not have solved on their own -- and Varnan's expeditions shifted slowly to being connected more to the Legion's business as he became recognized as somewhat of an unofficial liaison between them and the Guild. It was, thus, very little of a surprise when he and Lucretius were chosen as the potential candidates to investigate a troubling set of rumors that had been spreading around the College of Winterhold in Skyrim, and which troubled both the Guild and the Legion. Both young, and bored of being confined permanently to only the borders of Cyrodiil, the two men accepted the task with little idea of what truly awaited them in the distant North. Varnan saw it as a perfect opportunity to perhaps visit High Rock as well once their mission was done, given its proximity bordering Skyrim, and both young men were eager for more adventure (and perhaps their own share of glory). Parting from families, and temporarily from their regular duties, they undertook the long journey to a region that they soon found was a lot more hostile to foreigners than they had expected; although this hardly took either of them down as they eagerly headed to their assigned destinations -- respectively Solitude for Lucretius and Winterhold for Varnan, which placed them on separate paths for a while. A while which should have been only brief, had Varnan not stumbled, on only his second day at the College, upon dangerous information that would permanently alter his life...

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The only organization that Varnan is an official member of, and a fairly well-reputed one at that (for his age, at least), is the main branch of the Mages Guild established and based in Cyrodiil itself. He is recognized within it mostly alongside his father, but also for accomplishing various tasks on his own and being of relatively important service to his superiors in rank in a few matters -- especially in the Guild Halls of Skingrad and Leyawiin, and at the Arcane University. For his current task, a letter of recommendation was given to him from the Arch-Mage, to be handed over upon arrival to the College of Winterhold in Skyrim; as such, the College does not recognize him as an official member, but simply an envoy from the Guild, which in other words equals a guest of honor, in a sense, with all the afferent privileges and authority. The College is requested to offer all the necessary aid and support until the accomplishment of his given investigations, after which their cooperation officially ends. As far as the Imperial Legion is concerned, he would be seen as an associate, and has documents that also demonstrate as much (and go along with his friend Lucretius's own assignment). Varnan's current goals are to accomplish his given mission, which is to investigate a certain set of worrying rumors relating to a potential cult of Daedra worshippers that has sprung up around the College following the disappearances of a few members in suspect conditions. After that, his business effectively ends and he would be required to return to Cyrodiil to report in detail (though he intended to visit High Rock prior to that).

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A combat-oriented spellcaster, Varnan specializes mainly in the school of Destruction, his favorite of the three main branches being Fire, the element which he masters best; this includes both a powerful arsenal of offensive spells and the placement of runes. Unlike most Bretons, he does not particularly have a penchant for Conjuration, which is one of his least favorite schools; as such, he prefers regular weapons (especially staves) to summoned/bound ones which he is not extremely capable of empowering. Instead, he has turned to Enchanting, an art at which he is also rather skillful, and he can always be counted upon to have a few extra enchanted items on hand just in case. Such precautions have saved his life more than once. In terms of defense, he uses both the schools of Alteration and Illusion equally adeptly, not specializing particularly in either and more rather preferring to combine them instead for more flexible variation in what he is able to do. The only Restoration spell he is even able to cast is the most basic of healing cantrips, and one shouldn't even get on the rather touchy subject of Alchemy, which he also does not get along very well with and never has. In addition, Varnan has only the most basic training with weapons, the only one he can efficiently wield being a longsword, thanks to brief occasional training received from Lucretius. Physically, he does not really have the ability to carry a shield or wear any armor, which would greatly hinder him for the most part -- most of his real skills revolve around only magic, particularly of the offensive type, as well as spells useful in the general process of exploration.

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From the deceivingly solid texture of glass, as if through a filter, deep aquamarine eyes blinked softly just once over the background of boundless, never-ending star-covered darkness beyond them. His own contemplative, quiet gaze, facing him from the flat surface of porthole windows that separated the air he and the others around him breathed from the lifeless void they inevitably knew to be stretching outside. ...And, as it stretched, it encompassed the still distant yet form of a planet painted upon that scenery, unavoidably taking the center; a vague silhouette that he didn't need to be guessing to figure out was most likely on everyone's minds, in complete flawless unison. The previously sealed, inaccessible, lost Old Miltia... a world that had already died once before; a sad, impactful death to which so many among them had powerlessly born witness against their will. That painful event of the past was what more or less, through invisible ripples and strings spreading across and weaving untraceable patterns, connected them all. There was no way that any single one of the figures gazing upon it in silence from their respective place on the bridge felt any different. And the young-looking white-haired boy who currently sat idle at one of the consoles aboard the Elsa, his aid not required for the time being, was certainly no exception to it. He, himself, didn't lack involvement in those events that had subtly become the link between everything and everyone gathered around him -- in that tumult from which, so many years ago, all he had been able to do was save only one, single life. Although, more rather than become absorbed in such reflective thoughts of the self, it was everyone else that he held subtle unvoiced concern for right now, feeling compelled to check now and then, lightly unnoticed, on each and every single of the various crew members surrounding him. Such was simply his nature.

Though it seemed for the moment at least, the group nearest to him had fallen to silence -- and perhaps, if he were to look further, not only them. Not only Shion Uzuki, upon viewing the near impossibly undisturbed, familiar trace of a homeland she had most likely believed to be lost for eternity... but everyone else, just the same. Everyone present on board of the Elsa was probably sharing that moment, beyond the conveyance of words -- a strong, unanimous feeling that spread with ease even to those who had taken no part and should have been, in all theory, unrelated. Or even perhaps, in its calm appearance over the canopy of star-streaked darkness outside, the planet itself was a sight that masked its story behind this falsely perceived sense of peace, only to tell it all the more vividly through the silence. Because undoubtedly, that sort of sight reached every single one of their hearts, resounding with the same desperate struggle built upon primordial human mistakes and regret. And, aware of such things, there was no way chaos would have been able to place his own contemplations above what he knew for a fact all his companions must have been feeling. Like a premonition almost, his gaze was drawn invariably back, not to the vast expanse he could see through the window, but to the forms of all of those people he had come to think of as valuable friends.

"This is... it," Shion eventually broke the silence first, in a quieted voice that found it difficult to keep emotion from overflowing deeply behind the words. All along, she had been aimlessly standing a few steps away, in the middle of one of the platforms on that side of the bridge, not really minding or caring about her location one way or another as she just softly pressed a hand to her chest. "This is... Miltia."

To anyone, the nature of that observation would have been equally obvious; and yet, to all those who surrounded her, the reason and actual need to have said it were also equally understood. After all, she had voiced all of their thoughts all the same, giving words to that understanding that had been so very naturally born right there between them. As if reacting to that emotion undoubtedly present, and realizing that what the girl truly sought was, perhaps, only the materialization of that belief into some form of support, another figure that had been present only a few steps behind her, aligned side by side with a contrastingly unmoving other, gave a small, startled flinch under some kind of pressure that perhaps only he understood. And, immediately after, the short-haired male scrambled for something to say before even really thinking of it.

"It looks... er... different I guess," Allen half-babbled the first thing that came to mind, out of only the need for completion -- or perhaps for reaction -- that had been clearly felt from the woman who meant so much to him that he apparently simply found it his duty to give any form of response to her search. No matter if that might have actually not been the top of the scale on appropriate, sensible things to be commenting there; which even he seemed to realize, only digging himself further in without hope. "I mean, you know, compared to... uh, what you'd... expect?"

Rather predictably, that sort of reply didn't appear to do much for the girl, as all she did was shift once like she'd meant to reply, in visible contradiction, then suddenly just give up on that too in an abrupt change of mind and helplessly shake her head. "No, Allen, you just don't get it. This is all--"

Thankfully for the obviously distressed, rapidly panicking brown-haired male behind her, Shion's words were cut off abruptly before she could finish -- by what appeared to be some sort of small commotion across the bridge, centered around the observational console that MOMO was seated at. With the young-looking Realian's call reaching their ears from somewhere past Jr., the group found their eyes drawn in unison -- in various degrees of calm or startled appearance -- over to that side, the previously begun conversation slipping with ease into oblivion in the front of the unexpected observations they heard. Subtly, unnoticed as three backs found themselves now half-turned upon him, chaos relaxed in his own seat by the window where he had shifted lightly only moments ago, getting ready to interfere with some sort of appeasing, neutrally vague comment meant to smooth over the minor conflict that was about to appear. Instead of those previous thoughts that had so carefully formed behind soft, unreadable features, his concentration turned to the same topic as everyone else's, and he found himself frowning gently as he best contemplated upon the matter. It didn't really take long for him to get busy with the first sensible thing that presented itself.

"I can probably access the data that MOMO obtained through her console and copy it here," he calmly offered for the benefit of those nearby, fingers already dancing upon the keyboard as his head angled down, gaze falling lightly onto the display screen before him. "It would seem that we have visual contact."

Connection established with ease to the other terminal right across the bridge, the obtained data was quickly copied to the console that chaos was seated at, an image called up on screen -- the same that MOMO had been displaying for Jr. and Ziggy over on the other side of the ship. The apparition quickly brought the other two figures filtering back to the white-haired male's side, Shion leaning in closer over his shoulder, followed quickly by Allen's own head appearing over her shoulder in turn. The expression of the latter was of rather startled confusion, while the girl only frowned softly, already trying to judge what she saw as all three of them continued to listen to the vague explanations offered in quick succession from the pink-haired Realian. It was easy to guess what sort of direction all of their thoughts might have been headed for, each at their own personal pace; after all, they were on a specific mission that didn't differ much from that of the Immigrant Fleet who had been the first to arrive, or the Federation descent force dispatched as a interception method to that. The original Zohar, which even now should have been lying asleep on this planet. Although what they had seemed to discover in orbit, and were presently looking at, didn't look even remotely like what they were seeking; by all appearances, it looked like some kind of abandoned facility -- or, more rather, perhaps only part of one, as the cubical form seemed to be composed of several sub-sections and endowed with visible means of attachment to something larger. As for guesses about its nature and origin, though...

"What is this thing?" Shion asked, maybe not realizing she had spoken out loud as she once again voiced everyone's thoughts. Curiously, with an amount of incredulous skepticism almost, she cocked an eyebrow at the display. "It's resonating with our E.S. craft...? But... why?"

"Well, whatever it is," was all that chaos could offer, lifting his gaze to meet hers for a moment, before allowing his eyes to drift over in slight concern at the agitated red-haired boy in the center who was already giving directions to the rest of the crew. "It looks like were going to check it out."

From his gentle, impartial tone, it didn't appear that the white-haired young man had much in the way of feelings or an opinion of his own on the matter; as he simply followed the motions of their more-or-less leader in his exchange with Matthews and Tony, he only shrugged lightly -- helplessly -- up at his two companions, and maybe the tall, blue-haired woman behind them who still hadn't sketched much movement as she observed on her own. KOS-MOS. A battle system created by Vector, at the hands of the two present beside him and other companions of theirs, to combat the Gnosis; although it seemed that the white-haired male saw something different sleeping beyond that surface that the others weren't really aware of. Not that his soft-featured face betrayed any such signs as he turned his eyes to the much larger replica of the image they had been viewing, which by now had been switched over to the main screen at the front of the ship, for everyone to more clearly see while they redirected their course now towards it. Whatever its exact connection with Miltia, and with the buried fate it had suffered, it seemed that they had decided to unearth it through exploration; which, in a way, Jr. had been right about. If they were truly the first to run into it, they couldn't exactly leave this abandoned piece of undefined history lying around without care -- they had to figure out what exactly it was, especially with the mysterious connection to the E.S. craft factoring in.

"Allen," Shion continued as the two withdrew from the terminal and returned chaos some measure of space of his own. "I need you to stay here on the Elsa. And keep a data link open, will you? If it's possible, KOS-MOS and I will send back any relevant information we might find -- I don't think I want to stay in there any longer than it's absolutely necessary."

"...Ch-Chief!? What...? But--" the brown-haired male seemed startled -- baffled almost -- by the request suddenly handed his way.

Though that was about as much as chaos still heard of their conversation before a distraction of his own made itself heard -- even over their back and forth -- in an all too familiar voice filled with excitement that the speaker wasn't even trying to mask or conceal. Or, perhaps it was simply how used to Jr. the white-haired male was by now, but he could easily pick it up from the significantly shorter boy's voice as he'd barely just risen from his seat at the terminal and was already intercepted to be roped in as the E.S. Asher's co-pilot. That, again, was a role that he had come to be all too accustomed with, and would have fallen into most likely even without being asked. His calm almost too vividly contrasted that enthusiastic approach as he only tilted his head once in a small nod of approval, stepping lightly past Shion to better enter Jr.'s sight.

"Right," he offered gently along with it, as verbal confirmation to go with his already obvious agreement.

For only a moment, aqua-colored eyes met the vibrant, lively blue of his interlocutor, and in the same strikingly different manner as ever, chaos responded briefly with a short, tiny smile of considerate reassurance. That's right. All of these people, who traveled together aboard the Elsa and ever so subtly, slowly, added to the threads that already connected them beyond their control... all of those gathered right here, were his friends. Jr., so eagerly focused on the prospect of getting to move, Allen still weakly protesting to Shion's instructions to no avail, captain Matthews yelling something about the 'morons' he had for subordinates, MOMO who continued to monitor the drifting facility on display.... Everything here, without exception, was important to him. Even if he felt the ghost of this planet the tragedy of which he had witnessed first-hand, and even if it had been only this single person he currently faced that he'd been able to save from the countless pieces of it... There was no question, for even a second, that chaos felt in an way as if that single act, however insignificant in the grand scheme of things, had been meaningless. Because Jr. was right here, to him, it wasn't; that, at least, he was sure of.

He wanted to believe, even now -- that everything they were doing, no matter how small, still had purpose.

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"This place..."

As the small group descended from their E.S. and took their first few careful steps on foot -- or at least more so than the enthusiastic, carefree approach that their more or less self-appointed red-haired leader had taken -- into the control room they had located a couple of minutes ago, Shion mused to herself, voice barely an audible murmur. Distracted by that absent comment, chaos found himself stopping carefully in his tracks, head tilting a little as he gave the young woman a patient quizzical look. Momentarily, he drew away from following Jr. along like he had originally intended when his feet landed safely upon the metallic floor of the room; instead of that, he tried to locate exactly what the source of Shion's comment might have been -- though there actually didn't seem to be anything in particular in the end. The girl only kept turning, taking in details but not able to focus on anything yet as her mind appeared to be trying to piece together everything that she saw. Finally, she only spun quickly upon the seemingly completely emotionless battle android that followed her unaffected as usual, responding with complete objectivity and lack of emotion -- even now, in reaction, the blue-haired female only stopped along with her more-or-less direct owner, gaze fixedly focused on Shion and face entirely blank. The only motion that even marked her features, in fact, was that of the blinking reflex that came as only one more of the minute details included in her exceedingly realistic programming; once, twice, at a perfectly regular interval while she waited in perfect silence.

"It... looks somehow familiar. Don't you think?" The question had been addressed to the group in general, as they all scattered about and Shion remained vaguely aware of their presence; though at the same time, it didn't manage to fully lose the air of rhetorical pondering, either. Finally, the girl settled for the android she had turned to face, staring up at those flawlessly impassive features. "KOS-MOS. Do you know where we are?"

"Negative," came the extremely prompt reply as the android only turned her head slightly, re-analyzing her immediate surroundings once more. "There is no record that matches our current location, partial or total, present in any of my available data banks."

By the time the brief conversation was over, chaos's gaze had already drifted once more, following Jr. and Jin who had advanced further into the room and seemed to be examining some of the terminals arrayed rather simply within. Carefully side-stepping some of the wiring that still seemed to be in place (more or less, as some had probably originally been fixed to the wall and fallen from there), the white-haired boy followed slowly, still trapped between the two conversations. With how loud Jr. normally was in situations like these, it made his comments and observations impossible not to register, and from behind him he could still hear Shion remark on how she was pretty sure she had never been here before, indeed, but the place still looked somehow familiar -- though she couldn't place exactly what it reminded her of. Zoning this latter part out for the moment, chaos advanced after the other two males instead, eyes drifting over the terminals as he circled the room from the opposite side than the one they had taken. One, in particular, easily caught his eye, as he discovered the name of the E.S. it seemed to be correspondent to.

"This is... the Asher's terminal?" he softly mused to himself, edging his way slightly closer. "It seems rather lacking in data compared to the others."

Indeed, the observation was rather accurate; if he compared it with the other displays, the Asher's screen seemed to have significantly fewer menus and options for what to display -- in fact, all in all, the data gathered on it appeared very basic compared to the rest. Regardless, however, chaos couldn't figure out much of what kind of purpose all of this could have served; and it seemed from the fragments of conversation he caught that even Jin was hard pressed to piece it together. More or less at the same time as Jr., the white-haired male redirected his attention to the main system that the ex-Federation agent was currently meddling with -- just in time to catch sight of Canaan quietly stepping past him to respond to the request Jin had made. The orange-haired Realian had a particular talent, almost, for going unnoticed as he pretty much blended into the background, which somehow suited his not exactly socially inclined tendencies and generally distant attitude. Even chaos had to admit he hadn't exactly consciously noticed his presence until the other had willingly entered his view range, answering that more than obvious call he'd been specifically addressed. Though it seemed Jin might have not had the same problem; which made sense -- he couldn't forget about his own co-pilot's existence, after all.

"I'd appreciate you not storing any more questionable data inside my head," Canaan spoke slowly, the usual unfriendliness he displayed still audibly laced in his tone -- though at the same time, he wasn't really objecting. That's just how he was, taking a rather skeptical approach to all things, despite the fact that he fully retained his calm and presence of mind. Regardless of what he was saying, he still complied and approached the central system all the same, stopping beside Jin to study the arrangements of buttons that stretched on the console. "What do you need me to do?"

” Yo, Jin, I'm going to take chaos and explore a bit further. “

The comment from the extremely young-looking redhead caught chaos by surprise, as he had been part following the exchange between Jin and his aides on what exactly they were trying to extract from the system, and part caught in his own thoughts and questions about what all of this might have meant. Though, no matter how much he thought of it, even he couldn't really come up with an explanation for everything. Was this actually related in any way with...? Somehow, that sort of thought felt doubtful to him; though he couldn't exactly fully dismiss it, it was almost as if it just didn't 'feel' right, perhaps. But that was as far as his questioning got before the particular interruption that instantly caused him to lift his head, hiding all traces of worry as aquamarine eyes fell once more upon Jr. -- who didn't seem to have lost much of his excitement at all in the whole process of exploration. Going around to check things out further with him didn't sound like a bad idea at all, so chaos simply shifted in place, moving to follow his over-enthusiastic companion. As he did so, falling away from the main set of terminals and crossing once more past the E.S. they had come from, he caught a brief glance of MOMO; and for the shortest of seconds, whether the girl was paying attention or not, chaos gave a small smile meaning to reassure her. After all, he had a pretty good feeling that she probably did rather care they were suddenly leaving without a warning -- unlike the apparently completely oblivious Jr. who'd already gone on ahead.

"Don't worry. We'll be right back," he promised in a calm, quiet voice, most likely for the young Realian's benefit as much as to Shion's questioning glance that he met for a second, before he too finally slipped away from the group.

Everyone seemed too busy being absorbed in the various terminals to really pay any mind as the two males slipped out of the room, heading into the rather dark corridor Jr. had discovered. On his way there, chaos eyed the odd display screen the patterns of which didn't appear to match with the others once more; somehow, that one in particular worried him more than even seeing the names of their craft on such clear show on the others, along with countless values apparently related to them that he couldn't quite place. But they probably had to leave that part to Jin -- the man would have known what he was doing and how to decrypt it far better than either chaos himself or his present companion could ever have hoped. So the white-haired boy simply drew himself back to the dim, darkened corridor revealed past the door Jr. opened. As far as he could probably tell, it was likely the pathway the two of them entered led to an area the group had yet to explore. There were actually probably several of those left, if one were to go by the design they'd observed during their initial discovery of the facility building -- and this looked like some sort of... Stopping suddenly in mid-hallway, chaos lost track for a second of his companion as the other probably just kept moving forward -- ignoring that fact for now to study the walls. Or, more rather, a series of workings and slots that definitely weren't just decoration. This kind of thing must have definitely served some kind of practical purpose, and...

"Jr.," chaos called out ahead, calmly continuing on with his studies and conveying the results in that same quiet voice. "I think this place might have multiple possible layouts... It seems we're currently crossing between two different blocks that can most likely detach from each other. This would make sense if you think of what we saw from the Elsa."

...definitely, his observation was starting to come together -- and chaos frowned lightly as his voice grew quieter yet and finally came to a stop, eyes falling upon the floor. Carefully, just to be safe, he moved back a couple of steps, distancing himself from what seemed like a limit carved into the metal. From the very beginning, the building had seemed formed out of multiple sections, if chaos correctly remembered the initial observation he'd made to himself while it was on display on the Elsa -- which merged together to form one single cubical unit. But it was probably more logical if they could detach from each other and move; why else would they have been constructed as distinctly separate blocks? Come to think of it, they should have come here expecting something like that -- and the white-haired male rather regretted not counting the number of blocks beforehand. It could have been relevant to the possible motions and uses for such a function, and something told him they might have been equal to the number of E.S. craft displayed on the terminals in the previous room. Though as for what that could have meant, that part remained still completely shrouded in mystery; which was why it might have been wise to know more before they jumped in.

"Wait," the dark-skinned, white-haired boy called out to the other again, and this time more audibly serious concern laced the edge of his tone. "We should probably go back and ask Jin to--"

--verify the building's full layout for us before we continue, was how the sentence would have normally ended, had chaos been actually given the chance to keep talking.

"Your friend is rather perceptive, Rubedo," another, far stronger, distinctly male voice filtered through the darkness instead, reaching them easily -- with too much ease maybe, in fact -- through the otherwise perfectly still, quiet air in the yet unexplored space before them. All too lightly, with no care in the world almost, it seemed to be mocking them out of nowhere -- as if to provoke them, or to challenge on purpose with all the possible nonchalance, as if this all were merely a game. Even chaos had little doubts as to where exactly he'd heard this particular voice before, and his eyes drifted instantly in more exact search of Jr. as the words only continued to reach them, "Why don't you listen to him and run back now? Like the coward you are."

Albedo.

Why was he here...? There was most likely no time...

"Jr.!" chaos reacted immediately, slightly alarmed, as if trying to break the flow of things before the calm could really be torn. "Come back! If we get separated from everyone now, it won't serve any--"

"But you see," the still untraceable voice interrupted him once again, its tone rising lightly with perfectly orchestrated emotion -- as it was impossible to determine if it responded to chaos's words or simply only continued, single-mindedly, upon its very own previous idea. "I'm afraid I can't allow that just yet."

As if on cue, the figure that appeared from the other side of the darkness, beyond the point where chaos's eyes could still make out any semblance or trace of the floor or the walls, spread its arms lightly, as if mimicking the offer of an embrace. Along with that motion, perfectly executed and flawless, theatrically, down to the very last bit of movement, the tips of a white cape vaguely resembling a pair of wings on his back fluttered softly in the air behind him -- and he fully stepped into view. Though perhaps, the most eerie aspect still beyond any of that, was the way such a presence seemed to almost materialize on the spot, as if walking so casually out of that darkness itself; a darkness that it belonged to, almost -- despite the strikingly contrasting looks -- like an integral part of that unknown that now manifested and gained solid form. That was, perhaps, the part that drew a small start from chaos, worried gaze not knowing if it should afford to leave that figure unsupervised for even a moment so he could observe what Jr. was doing. And, as if sensing that hesitation almost, the much taller, black-and-white-clad figure across the room offered an answer in person, his own gaze drifting carelessly, without paying much mind, from the corridor chaos was in to the redhead's location. And in doing so, violet eyes seemed to light up with a subtle spark -- a combination of interest and personal emotion, perhaps -- as his shoulders shook lightly with piercing, clear laughter that escaped all too naturally from almost the depths of that darkness itself.

"I'm rather happy, Rubedo," he continued, more feeling yet than before slipping subtly into his voice, exploring territories that no longer would have been safe -- yet somehow, this man made it seem ever so natural, as if such words followed normally after the display he'd just given. In seemingly carelessly accented words and almost abandon of his own self into the lines he delivered, somehow... "That you've decided to come and pay me a visit. I wasn't expecting to see you so soon."

In some way of his own, through that very falsely affected air he assumed, this man actually sounded more sure of himself -- more convincing and genuine -- than anyone else.

"Hmm... what should I do now, I wonder?" he only continued before anything else could be done -- on that very same tone, eyes narrowing slightly as his sharp, fully intent gaze seemed to purposely bear into Jr., piercing almost, in search of any reactions. Softly, with one equally exaggerated but somehow natural gesture for him, he only drew the attention to an object he held in his hands; by anyone's guess, probably some sort of control system remotely connected to something. With definite purposeful care, he lowered his head as if to look at whatever display it contained -- though his gaze never once actually left the face of the redhead, instead; clearly it wasn't exactly the object that he held the most interest in. Suddenly, almost quicker than the eye could actually trace it, his free hand lifted to the controls, as another outburst of laughter made itself heard out of nowhere, crossing his shoulders in clear, almost fanatic over-enthusiasm, and remaining upon his features as an expression of unexplainable fascination. "Ohhh, I know... how about this!"

In a way, it was almost like a child who had found a new toy, as his fingers tapped rapidly at the keys through the white fabric of the gloves that adorned them, drawing one, two... three small sounds before a much larger commotion swallowed them all. Focused on that, and torn still between what exactly he should be doing and how to bring Jr. back before things went out of hand (if such a thing was still even possible anyomore by this point), chaos was caught by surprise as the floor seemed to shift under his feet. With little in the way of support on the flat, unwelcoming surface of metal beneath him, the dark-skinned male found himself stumbling -- once forward, then two steps to the left, then back in a skid beyond his control. At the very last moment, his hand managed to find a portion of wall, palm pressing hard down against it for any support it could offer; that steadied him slightly, just in time as the movement finally stopped. He felt slightly dizzy -- and the world seemed to be spinning around him -- but there wasn't even one second to waste in this sort of situation; frowning against the pressure gathered around his temples, chaos willed himself through it as he lifted his gaze. ...Only to notice his own precarious position, right on the edge of a newly formed gap in the floor, overlapped perfectly over the traced delimiting line he'd earlier been wise enough to avoid lingering over. Carefully, he took two steps back, shaking his head to get rid of the last traces of dizziness.

"Jr.!" he called out rather urgently, unable to really figure out for the moment what had happened to his companion, or where exactly he was.

Instead, only the same other voice as before rose still from somewhere inside the room, trembling almost with some sort of excitement that bordered straight on clear, strangely lucid insanity; although chaos had lost sight of the taller figure that it belonged to as well.

"What do you think, Rubedo?" Albedo continued to taunt from wherever he was, with completely unmasked intentional enmity, sharply accenting words. "I could purge the entire central block into space! Wouldn't you like that?" There was no question of how absolutely out of place the cheerful -- happy almost -- rising note of his voice should have been; and yet somehow, this man seemed to transcend such concepts and continue to speak, still from somewhere beyond all morality. "I wonder how long your friends can survive without air! Maybe I should find out~"

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It felt great to be home again.

At the very least, the young man felt that way as he strolled peacefully along the large, uphill alley, admiring the completely ordinary scenery that surrounded him with a casual smile. In the distance ahead, past the hill itself, the tall silhouettes of buildings awaited; his own neighborhood that felt somehow even more nostalgic like that, from a distance. He didn't regret being away, of course. Sure, his body might have been sore and probably full of bruises from drills and training, and he couldn't recall the last time he'd actually eaten as much as he liked, but... this sort of thing was worth it, right? He could catch up with all of that now -- and there was nothing wrong with trying hard for your dreams. Despite how nice it felt to be back, he still couldn't help feeling more than excited about the oncoming autumn, when he'd once more leave his home to finally attend proper flight training. That was almost a whole new world in itself, and just the thought of it plastered a likely stupid-looking grin on his face. Really, there was nothing to be worried or to feel sorry about. Although no need to rush either, of course. Time had a way of strolling by on its own, so he knew it'd be September before he even realized it. For now, he could enjoy the summer he had, as the warm breeze of the late June afternoon ruffled his hair.

Frasier's life was everything that he'd wanted. Or heading there.

No need to be stressed in his world.

"Right," he said into the cell phone he'd been holding up to his ear as he casually walked. "Thanks a lot. I bet you took better care of it than I will anyway~ Haha." Which was true; even with minimal time available for such things, his sister had probably kept his apartment in far better shape while he was gone than he used to while living in it. But that was fine too; material possessions were just that anyway. It wasn't the most important thing in the world. "Oh, yes, it was! Can't wait to see you and everyone, I'll tell you about it! ...What? Well, of course I'm excited." With another light laugh, and a few more words exchanged through the phone, the redhead finally said his goodbyes and slipped the device in his pocket. His hand stayed there too, as he kept only the same casual pace as before, not rushing along on his way in the slightest. For now, it was fine to peacefully enjoy all these things; right?

His far more crowded, more urbane neighborhood greeted him with a different scenery, however. He'd barely passed the first couple of buildings, and already a car rushed past him at almost full speed, honking loudly at another further ahead that had stopped sideways across the road for some undisclosed reason, blocking the way. For a second, his ears resounded with the last traces of the loud noise and he found himself stopping, for only a moment, to shake his head and try to clear it out. Woah. There; it really had been forever since he'd been here... or at least it felt that way. In reality, it had been only about half a year or so; but those six months were spent in such a different environment they probably counted as triple. By now, that sort of reality felt almost completely removed from this place. Chuckling lightly to himself, amused by his own rather ridiculous thoughts, the young man continued along, turning the still painfully familiar corner of the next street. Oh, that's true, he used to really like the bread from this store; he'd definitely have to try it again now that he had the chance! Okay, this was a deal. He'd make this his first priority tomorrow. And then he could probably go run in the park a few blocks away like he used to.

He had to admit, it felt rather nice to fall back into step with an ordinary life, too.

Or, at the very least, that's what he'd thought he was doing.

"Move it!" the gruff, sharp voice of a man caught up to him from the right as he'd stopped over to examine the clothes displayed in the windows of a store; a car was parked right in front, so he was most likely blocking the way.

Probably.

Almost as soon as he turned to catch sight of that, and before he could really have moved, the person in question simply elbowed his way past, pushing Frasier against the wall in the process -- a reflex, more likely, that had been the only way to save himself from collision. The even more curious part, though, was that three others followed soon after, all of them wearing the same type of long, rather anti-fashion coat that didn't seem to suit the fairly hot weather. Regardless of that, though, all of them ran, heads turning to check out everything they passed by as if looking for something.

"Where'd he go!?" one of them asked.

"This way!" the leader called back. "We'll have him surrounded!"

"Huh...?"

Behind them, Frasier was left wondering what in the world had just happened, as blue eyes blinked in confusion. As he pulled away from the wall, checking carefully that he hadn't dropped anything and hadn't broken the glass from the windows, he tried somehow to place or explain what he'd seen. What could those guys possibly have been after? To say the very least, they looked weird; and he didn't remember things like that ever happening in this neighborhood. Honestly, it was a rather peaceful place that rarely saw any trouble, and definitely not anything like--

And it was then that it hit him.

Whatever those men had been after couldn't have been anything good. Even if he didn't know what it was -- or who it was, he was able to at least piece together that much -- it didn't matter, right? They didn't look like police, and didn't seem to have good intentions; frankly actually, what they did looked kind of illegal. No, in fact, this sort of thing might have even been fate. It was obviously his duty to save whoever that person they were chasing might be! With that thought springing up in his head like a wildfire, Frasier was already past the point of being stopped anymore. In less than the blink of an eye, he had dropped the sports bag he'd had slung over one shoulder, leaving it there as he turned abruptly into the nearest alley. It was dark, and narrow, and trash got in his way, but he had hardly any trouble avoiding everything with light, agile moves. He knew this place well; this was a shortcut he used to take rather often in high school, when he was late for class -- or skipping and wanting to avoid the normal route his parents might go. Who would've thought back then that some day it'd end up being useful for something like this? Even as he ran, Frasier couldn't help grinning slightly to himself about such an irony.

The next corner, however, forced him to skid to a brusque, instant stop as he allowed himself to nearly crash into one of the walls in order to stop his momentum. Lifting his head, and drawing a ragged breath of air, he stared ahead at the second group of men he encountered that day; it couldn't have been the same as the first few, there was no way they could have come from that direction given where they had gone. Besides, they numbered one less than the first encounter. Blinking to clear his vision, or maybe his thoughts, Frasier pushed himself off the wall at around the same time as one of them spun to face him -- he hadn't exactly made an elegant entrance, so he wasn't surprised they had noticed. But regardless, right then, they actually weren't his first priority. The very next second, blue eyes widened slightly as he gave a small start of surprise; there was someone...! Another figure past the group of three other men, and he suddenly understood what the first four had meant when they mentioned surrounding him. There was no time to lose!

"Hey! You!" Frasier shouted frantically as he tried jumping a couple of times, waving a hand in the air to catch the attention of the figure beyond. He couldn't see him that well, but that much should be enough -- he had to believe he'd been noticed. "Not that way, it's a dead end! Turn right!"

And, with that, completely ignoring the reactions of the three men whose plans he'd just foiled, he bolted again. He didn't have time to worry about what they did, nor about the fact that they vastly outnumbered him and his random new ally. He'd probably just done something pretty much suicidal, in a situation he didn't even have a clue about, but it really felt right in the rush of the moment. All he could worry about, for the time, was running -- getting out at the other end of the alley he'd told the other to take. Hopefully, he'd at least make it there! After that, Fraiser could think of the rest; he'd probably handle it some way or another...!

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An old, rust-covered car blocked the end of the alley.

Frasier hadn't expected one to be positioned there exactly, even though he was sure from the start that the old parking lot which had long since seen utter abandonment would probably have a few to display. He'd come here as a child to play football or hide-and-seek with his friends too many times, but... damn it, did it have to be there of all places!? Instead of becoming a convenient landmark for him to sneak up behind, this way, all it did was block him from seeing a thing! With a deep frown fully displayed as he turned his head back once more from looking over his shoulder, the redhead shifted his full attention ahead, suppressing the instinct to try and skid to a halt. There was no time for that now; for some reason, it looked like not even one single individual of the ones he'd seen earlier had decided to chase him -- which meant they must have all gone after that other guy they'd tracked from the start. For whatever reason, they seemed to really want him; which in the end only confirmed his suspicions about them likely being the bad guys. ...It had been a man, right? He'd hardly caught more than a single glimpse of the figure the group had backed into these alleys, but Frasier had thought so at least; the person had seemed pretty tall. Blocking that sort of wonder for now, though, he only dug his heels hard into asphalt as he bolted into a sprint over the last couple of meters. Speed was a little important here, and so was coordination...

Smoothly, his hand found the first relatively clean-looking spot he could see on the side of the car -- it had probably been too long since the vehicle had last seen even a fragment of glass, much less a full intact window, so his fingers easily caught a good hold -- and his soles pressed against broken pavement when he jumped, pushing himself off the ground. With a light, agile turn drawn in mid-air, he forced his body-weight to adjust and propelled himself forward, using the momentum he'd gathered through his earlier dash to throw himself over the front of the car; with precise, perfect timing, his fingers unclenched and his hand slipped smoothly behind him, finding its way back to his side. One of his knees brushed the already dented, worn hood of the car, scraping it lightly, but that didn't stop him as he slid cleanly over the surface, knees bent to prepare for the impact of crashing down to the ground on the other side -- and out of the alley, into the abandoned lot that it led to. Though unfortunately his rough crash, which didn't bear the slightest inkling of elegance or grace whatsoever, seemed to instantly rise up whole clouds of dust from the dirt floor beneath, the soles of his shoes calling up a storm when they skidded forward and brought him tripping over himself for a couple of steps. Immediately after, he found himself doubling over not only from the after-effects of the impact, but also as the obtrusive particles invaded his mouth and found their way to his lungs, drawing a series of coughs that almost brought tears to his eyes.

In less than two seconds, Frasier Swenson had made the clumsiest, most uncomfortable 'heroic' entry in the history of all interruptions.

"W-Wait...!" he still somehow managed to choke out one word, stumbling forward a couple more steps towards the group at the other end of the lane that he'd somehow still managed to notice through the ordeal. Or maybe he'd already expected to find them; after all, he'd had a significantly longer distance to run in his detour than they would have on their straight path -- that's how he'd come out on the other side like he did, after all. As he still struggled with breath, and incapable to pronounce anything else, the redhead only lifted a hand in an almost ridiculously foolish, naive gesture of time-out. How exactly was he going to persuade these guys to leave that person alone, or that they actually owed him any sort of explanation of what they were doing...? Well, he hadn't exactly thought that far into things. "What's... going--"

"Who in the world is this unneeded intruder," a sharp but sugar-coated, distinctly female voice interrupted, cutting in smoothly, "and why didn't you get rid of him yet if he saw us? ...Well? I'm waiting."

Seemingly the only person in the whole world who had blissfully not heard any of the exchange that took place before his sudden arrival, or possibly didn't even fully realize something like that had been taking place, Frasier gave an instant start of surprise as his head shot up to follow the voice. A woman...!? A really pretty one, too. What was she doing with a bunch of suspicious men like the--- What in the world were they wearing!? Blue eyes only widened even more as the young man's gaze fell on what he distinctly remembered having originally classed as coats of some sort; although they looked weird, he'd figured they followed some new really outlandish trend he wasn't aware of so far, but... Those tings weren't even coats at all, they looked more like the cloaked robes some crazy cult straight out of a movie would wear. In the middle of that other surprise, he barely even registered as two of the men detached from the group, spinning on him; his eyes were back on the woman by then, and he might have backed up a couple of steps out of instinct right then, if he weren't entirely busy not understanding a thing of what he'd just gotten involved in. That's right; that guy they were chasing -- where was he? Blinking rapidly, and failing to register the moves made around him with obvious hostile intent, Frasier attempted to break through his state of confusion and find him.

There...!

In a single moment, as that visual contact was made, the world seemed to freeze. He was...

"...What!? Wait!" the woman cut in once again, far more abruptly than she'd previously done it; her slender, leather-wrapped arm shot up quickly to stop the two men she herself had set into motion. "That looks like..."

"Wha...?" Blinking once, Frasier alone didn't seem to understand why he suddenly found a full series of nine people -- damn it, he'd only counted seven men, not eight, at the start -- staring at him and then at each other with obvious expressions of shock. Instead, even as much as he'd have liked to comprehend what was going on, he found his attention drawn back instantly to the man he'd discovered just one second prior; completely ignoring the group for the moment, even against what would have obviously been his better judgement, he concentrated fully upon that one single point. Something about that person alone just resonated somehow, unexplainably, as if calling to him. But that didn't clear the slight blur in his vision, nor the strange wash of sensations that rushed over him. In fact, it possibly made them worse. His head felt strange, almost like it was spinning, and he was vaguely aware of a glow that could have been sourced back to him, and... Before he really knew what he was doing, Frasier became conscious of the trickle of warmth on the side of his neck, lifting a hand as if to somehow contain it. He vaguely remembered, with almost trance-like awareness, that this was around the spot at the very base of his ear, where it met with his jawline, in which he'd always been bearing a birthmark. A simple sign he'd been born with, that he'd never really given much thought to. "What's happening...?"

He could only murmur in utter confusion, as -- with the same sort of distant awareness -- he found himself bringing his hand back to the front to examine his palm. Or, more rather than that, the tips of each of the three fingers that had lightly managed to brush over skin -- and over that mark, that he'd instinctively thought of. The redhead's lips parted without his accord, with fascination almost, as he observed the tiny replicas marking each spot like a beacon -- the same as the sign that he knew, vaguely resembling an eye that spread sunbeams around it. They pulsed weakly with light even now as they remained on his skin, and strangely, he felt almost as if he knew they were responding to something. Something long-lost that they'd found.

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” You!! “

"...!!"

There was literally not enough time for anything other than the startled reaction Frasier gave in the form of a sudden jerk sideways for an attempt to get out of the other man's way. Instinct kicked in, and he could only think to avoid the hand that attempted to grab him -- even though at the same time something screamed at him in the back of his head not to do that. His heart perhaps, as opposed to his mind, wanted to trust in that figure the growing closeness of which held a strength that nearly overwhelmed him. He couldn't understand what was happening -- couldn't place what he himself felt. But the minute the other's hand grabbed his own, the moment that light on the tips of his fingers disappeared into the stranger's palm, his body reacted almost all by itself. He turned, with everything that he had, perhaps placing his very soul in that action as he spontaneously made the decision to follow. No matter what, to force his body to run as the other man pulled him away, joining him in what quickly became their impromptu escape. Lips might have twitched, possessed for only a moment by words that wouldn't come out; and Frasier couldn't answer himself -- what did he possibly have to say to this stranger that could have warranted the odd, powerful feeling which welled up in his chest from the contact they made?

There was no time to decipher that either.

The quick orders of the woman behind them, and the response of the men she commanded, felt of no consequence by comparison as they ran. Frasier could barely hear anything else, overtaken almost by the sound of his own ragged breath that resonated in tune with his frantic, accelerated heartbeat. And moreover yet, with the rapid rhythm of chaotic footsteps against the asphalt, in two different sets -- his own, and those of the man that he followed. Tugging just once against that unstoppable pull, he may have attempted to free himself and level more evenly side by side with the other, but the stranger was faster it seemed. Even with all the training that Frasier had been through, and despite the fact that this wasn't his toughest experience in memory yet, he still found himself rather pressed to keep up. It took everything he had just to synchronize with this sudden turn of events, and by the time they'd reached the rusted old car once again and he realized that the man intended to cross back over it, it was too late. In nearly absolute contrast with the grace the other displayed, Frasier could only stumble upon the vehicle and half-crash into it as he climbed, pathetically using his knee for support when he pulled himself up and pretty much crawled on all-fours -- actually all-threes, given that one of his hands was still kidnapped -- for a couple of steps to follow the other. When he somehow tripped his way off the hood of the car and managed to land back on the opposite side behind his companion, it felt like a miracle even to him that he'd managed. If the stranger hadn't continued to pull him along, with the feeling of almost tearing his arm from his body, he might have landed flat on his knees; but this way he had no choice but to keep stumbling behind him and eventually regain some clumsy measure of balance and pace.

Really, Frasier was the exact -- and awkwardly similar in appearance -- foil to the other man's flawless execution of things.

How could he even still speak while they continued to run after all that...?

Wait, no. What was this guy even saying!?

"H-Huh...?" Frasier could only force out with obvious shortness of breath, as his own blue eyes once more met the not too dissimilar ones of the stranger ahead, who'd turned slightly towards him. "Dammit, just w--- Ugh!" Tugging once more, the redhead only failed to free his wrist from the grip of the other, the same way he'd already tried with his hand at the start, and tripped on himself yet again. But there was no way he could speak while they were running madly like that; he could barely even really process what the other had said! "Wait!"

Gathering his entire resolve into that one single word, he didn't await confirmation; the only thing he could do right now was to act, even as desperately as the crazy thought that had just crossed his mind. Briskly, with no warning at all, his own fingers clutched -- at the only thing he could find, the sleeve of the other man's coat. That much would have to do, he compromised with himself, as he fought frantically back against the other's own tug on his wrist. But it hardly stopped there. Before he could really regain any momentum, using his previous imbalance as fuel, Frasier bounded suddenly forward and, headfirst, unceremoniously crashed into his company, sending them both into a rough skid that only stopped against the nearest wall. The impact was hardly pleasant at all -- he figured maybe even more so for the stranger, even if he himself couldn't avoid his shoulder slamming hard into stone. There, however, finally side by side with the person he wouldn't have otherwise stood a single chance of actually catching, there was no time to lose; so with stubborn refusal to give in to the weakness that threatened every part of his body, the redhead whipped his head around to stare at his company.

"Look, you owe me an explanation!" he sharply breathed out through the chaos of demands that his lungs made for air. "Why are you being chased by weird guys like those!? Who in the world are you people? Hahhh, damn it..." As if he'd suddenly changed his mind, gritting his teeth, Frasier gathered all the strength still left in his body into the effort of freeing himself from the third wall he'd hit that day and pulling himself back to his feet. As he did so, the other man was almost instinctively pulled right along by the sleeve he still gripped, far more carefully than Frasier himself had been handled just earlier. Truth be told, at the very least after the interaction he'd witnessed, there was almost no doubt he'd chosen to help the right party. "Forget it, that stuff can wait," he quickly said as he glanced for one single more second back at the face of his current ally of chance -- and supposed innocent in distress. "You said find some kind of high ground, right? Come on!"

As he did and said all of that, the young man hardly seemed to give any thought to the fact that yes, he'd obviously just jumped into the midst of a life-threateningly dangerous situation just to save a completely unfamiliar guy, a fact that had probably become more than apparent by now. In his world, it would seem, that sort of thing wasn't rare or uncommon at all; something like that simply occurred as a given. With renewed purpose and strength, he now pulled the other man behind him with care, into a light jog that didn't half-start to rival the previous desperate rush they'd been in before. Sure, there were obvious signs of pursuit, as they'd wasted invaluable seconds on his uncalled-for reversal of roles, but this way he found it far easier to actually do things. His head had already cleared a bit, and even the thought of the glowing replicas of his birthmark that he'd observed on his hand currently slipped from his head. There was a plan; however much improvisation it likely involved, at the very least he could choose. And he was choosing, right now, to simply trust in this stranger, without strings attached, as he pulled the both of them into a new other alley upon their left. Thinking of it with any semblance of reason, it might have been crazy; but Frasier didn't see it that way.

"There should be fire escape ladders on some of these buildings!" he quickly explained. "That much should do, right? We'll just have to find one that doesn't look broken!" Finally, through the constant struggle that it still carried in the middle of running, his hand managed to slip from the other man's sleeve and find a grip on his forearm instead, clutching it tightly in a similar fashion to the way his own wrist had been trapped seconds before. He was a lot more considerate though, as he paid mind to the comfort of his companion when he pressed the both of them forward together. "By the way, I'm Frasier. Frasier Swenson!"

He didn't know why exactly he'd decided to name-drop in the middle of such an obvious impractical sort of situation; but everything felt pretty strange, and besides, it was really the only way he could think of right now to inspire more personal trust. To tell this person that really, no trace of a doubt, he was going to help him.

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What kind of person had he just gotten himself involved with?

That sort of thought couldn't be helped as Frasier ran on, vaguely registering his companion's reluctance to follow his lead. It was as if he distinctly felt it -- that the other man wasn't quite willing to conform, or perhaps some trace of distress of some sort, despite the fact that he was being handled far nicely than he himself had previously offered in turn. Though it soon became rather understandable maybe, as the redhead's rushed introduction received a response. 'This guy... is talking as if he has no clue who he is!' Frasier observed with surprise, almost immediately after the other had spoken. Sure, that way it would make sense; it was hard to trust strangers as is, but when you most likely felt lost and had no idea about your position at all... it had to be even more difficult, right? And being chased or judged for something you couldn't remember probably rose to new levels of sinister on its own. The guy couldn't be blamed, so whatever notes on his awkward, pretty ungrateful demeanor Frasier had made were quickly discarded and turned into care. Truth be told, some of the comments he got -- the one on the jog, particularly -- were rather annoying, but the young male let them slip in the light of the new revelation, focusing instead on establishing trust. Rather than a snappy reply, he only stubbornly gave more consideration instead, in small gestures and in the way he clearly tried to be mindful, constantly paying attention to the person he guided along as they searched for the fire escapes -- and even in the way he was gripping his wrist, not as forcefully as he could have. He didn't really know if it was coming across, but at the very least he was trying to tell him; to say that the other man shouldn't worry, because he definitely had an ally in here. That Frasier was honestly, genuinely, only trying to help him.

That ought to reassure him somewhat, no?

Apparently not really, as the moment one of the ladders finally came into sight the person behind him decided to move right away, overriding Frasier's consideration right along with his lead without seemingly even a moment of second thought. The redhead easily found himself shoved two steps ahead -- not roughly, but not carefully either -- and his fingers slipped from the other man's wrist, letting him go.

"...Alright~" he finally answered, though the slight pause before speech as well as the small trace of flatness behind his otherwise still warm, pleasant tone might have delivered a message as well.

He only left it at that, though, as they were obviously pressed for time and, to be honest, he wasn't as fussy as the other appeared. To Frasier, something like that, such as stressing small details and seemingly wanting to be in control, seemed rather pointless. Of course, he was the supposed savior between the two of them, and he probably would have preferred the other climb first to make sure he got to safety the quickest -- or that Frasier could catch him or something if he happened to fall -- but in the end that kind of thing was easily brushed aside as his hands gripped the cold steel of the fire escape ladder and he started to climb. Maybe this way was good too, in the end. If it made the other stress less, it didn't matter that Frasier went first; and besides, at least this way he could move fast and remain determined to absolutely not get in the way. To absolutely open a path to some kind of way out; to some escape from the sticky situation they both were currently in. It was really all right -- he seemed to say as he moved -- he'd definitely see the other to safety. Lightly, one after another, feet climbed the steps as his hands gripped metal bars for support and he pushed himself forward with agile, uninterrupted ease. Drills easily returned to Frasier's mind as he moved; to be fair, however inexperienced he might have been, and unaccustomed to having 'style' or something like that, at the very least endurance wasn't a problem. He'd always liked being active, and something like this was pretty much a walk in the park; the top of the ladder appeared in seemingly no time almost, and Frasier hefted himself easily up to the roof, quickly rolling out of the way of the other man and pulling himself to his feet.

Although, the obvious question came to mind right away -- they were here, now what?

Unlike him, though, Astral seemed to already have something in mind; figures, after all he was the one who'd demanded they find someplace like this. Just as he was about to open his mouth and ask what exactly they were going to do, Frasier found himself cut off by an abrupt move from the other -- his hand was grabbed once again as he was pulled a couple of steps forward towards the other side of the building. Really, he didn't know what his stranger in distress was thinking, but the street below, very nicely distanced from them, with its small people and speeding cars and the likes, wasn't exactly very appealing or inspiring of trust. Distracted by that, he barely even registered the moves Astral had made, or the directions he physically received via the tugging of his own hand through the air. Barely at the end of it all, he seemed to almost snap out of some kind of small trance, giving a small start when his mind finally processed what the other was saying.

"Uh..." he began in confusion, though that expression of mild disbelief with which he met his companion very quickly evolved into skeptical shock. Had this guy hit his head or something? He didn't intend to just...? "Wha-- What!? Jump? Are you crazy? At this distance we're definitely going to--! Damn it!"

As he frantically protested, Frasier pulled himself two steps away from the other, drawing the hand that Astral had held only moments ago behind himself -- like he was trying to shield it somehow from whatever craziness he'd been told. He realized he was wasting time, as his head turned abruptly to meet the new sounds that reached all the way up from the direction they'd also previously come from. Someone shouting something about 'up there' and then more footsteps running their way; really, it wasn't that hard to interpret, and looking didn't do any good, so Frasier simply returned to staring fixedly at the other man on the roof. ...Damn it, the guy really seemed serious! There was no doubt -- not on his face, and somehow inexplicably not in the redhead's own heart either, in that strange pull he somehow felt towards his present companion -- that he absolutely meant what he'd said. They were really... really... supposed to apparently jump into the street from god knew what distance on the top of this building. It was insane! Frasier felt a definite shudder cross through his spine, and his shoulders shook for a moment at only the thought. Was he afraid? Naturally, that kind of thing was a given! Though at the same time this was the first time he'd seen anything like those glowing replicas of his birthmark that had appeared on his fingers -- that was definitely not something he would have believed actually happened in the world either, and yet... Ugh, of course they were gone now, as a quick check of the tips of his fingers revealed. What was going on here!? Abruptly, Frasier shook his head only once, his ears full of the sounds of people who'd already started to climb after them, making metal resound with the echoes of their ascent. It really felt like the pressure all rested on him; so what should he do...?

In less than a moment it seemed, his decision was made.

He'd always been a pretty straight-forward, sincere sort of guy; there was no need to change that even in this sort of situation.

"Hey," Frasier said quickly, spinning back on the other and facing him squarely. "All it takes is believing in you, right? So, you too." As he spoke, he carefully lifted his hand, closing his eyes; that's right, he didn't need to see, he only needed to... "You should believe in me too, because I'm definitely going to save you!"

The timing was absolutely precise; there was no flaw, as deep blue eyes shot open once more, displaying determination that they'd seemingly summoned from nowhere. In a way, Frasier's decision, whatever it was, had been so final that it admitted no doubt -- that it simply replaced all else, no matter how simple-minded that made him. That sort of thing was alright. He'd believed it for all of his life, so there was no way he'd step back when it finally came down to testing as much. If you had faith in something, you could definitely somehow accomplish it. In a way, it was a crazy manner of thinking, but perhaps that exactly was what gave it its spark. And instantly, like triggered almost, the three marks on his fingers flared once again, stringing the larger one at the base of his ear along. Bright, shining light flowed over the roof of the building as they all sprang to life simultaneously, at exactly the very same second as the first of the men who pursued them set foot on the roof. This way...! This definitely had to be it, there was no doubt. Whatever Astral had wanted from him had to be here. That's why, he could ignore the vaguely firearm-like item being pointed at them from behind...

"Let's go...!"

And, with that simple call, holding nothing but the most honest and forward direction, Frasier leaped from his spot. For the second time that day, placing his own thoughts behind and simply choosing to act, he charged straight for the other -- aimed for purpose collision; though this time his arm wrapped securely around his companion, pulling him right along as he jumped. No, as they jumped, straight off the edge of the building and into the open, from where there wasn't going to be a way back. All that they had now ahead, was the free fall to the street that awaited beneath -- and nothing other than that. And yet... Drawing in a deep breath, and struggling around the other as they were, locked in mid-air, Frasier still moved. Without being deterred, without hesitating for even a second, seemingly with only the blind belief that he'd do it. That whatever it was, this would work out. That he was able to reach a goal once he'd set it. And so, guided simply by that foolish, emotional kind of faith, he quickly drew his hand and the light that it spread in a gesture. He had to trust, no matter what, that the symbol he was trying to draw through the air would come out; that even though he'd only half-paid attention, and been shown only once, he'd still be able to do it. And that they still had enough time -- or if they didn't, he'd make it somehow.

That's right; the only question had been if he was truly able to put his absolute faith in the man he had currently by his side. Once he'd given an answer, once he'd promised he did... there was no taking it back.

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Posted: Mon, 02 Jul 2012 00:23:49 +0000

He really didn't know how to define what was happening.

In a way, it was as if time itself slowed for his sake; for the symbol he drew through the air with the glow from the tips of his fingers, and perhaps also for the other person he tried to keep close and who was holding him in return. Somehow, there was something about that contact between them that felt more than just natural -- appropriate, almost, as if it belonged. Why...? Perhaps even more than marveling, blue eyes wide-open, at the spectacle forming before his very own presence as the air itself seemed to tear over the street below and its network of motion and sound, Frasier asked himself that. What was it that connected him and this person so closely? Was it simply the situation of a joined front in the face of particular dangers that had become the same common enemy before either of them was given a choice? Somehow, it didn't feel exactly like that. The true, seemingly much deeper intensity of everything was enough to nearly steal the breath from his chest -- or perhaps that was only the gift of the impossible, surreal free-fall the two of them underwent. The building itself, as well as the pavement below and the moving vehicles and figures that decorated it, all spun around him -- around them -- at a speed that almost blurred them together into one single mirage. It would have been all too easy, perhaps, to think of all of this as a dream; an illusion that, as Frasier's eyes finally closed against the strong current of air which struck them, was swallowed by the amalgam of circles and runes that had torn a hole through that odd world's precarious existence.

That's right... Astral had told him to think of a place. He'd completely forgotten.

Frasier's imagined state of suspension above reality was brought to a rather abrupt stop when, as he still squeezed his eyes tightly shut, both he and his closely held companion reached the end of their fall with a powerful impact. Was this the street...? Impossible, the redhead realized instantly as a strong jolt of pain shot through his arm, causing him to bite down on his lip in response in order to muffle a groan in the back of his throat. His elbow thudded against the definite feel of a wooden floor, the arm he'd had wrapped behind Astral in order to keep him close and pull him along now trapped between that and the man. Shuffling a little, in general, revealed that he was pretty much on top of the other, chin buried somewhere in his company's shoulder and his own head resting nearly side by side with Astral's, almost aligned. Pulling himself free from there, Frasier used his other, unhurt and free hand for support, drawing himself back just enough to get to look at the other.

"Are you alri--" The end of his natural question was lost on the proximity that he suddenly found himself at with the other, two pairs of almost oddly similar eyes locked over the short distance of air that separated them as they seemed to speak over each other. Frasier simply relinquished, allowing Astral to be the one to finish his question instead. His own lips only remained slightly parted for a fraction of second while he seemed to take in the strange expression on the other man's face, as if he needed to snap out of a daze and refocus before he could answer. But finally a small shake of his head brought him back to reality. "Uh, where...? Right, I don't really know, let me see."

For some reason, it felt really difficult almost to leave the immediate closeness he had with the other; though Frasier attributed it probably to the impact they'd suffered. He most likely hadn't gotten his bearings quite yet, and was finding himself in need to move before he normally would have. That didn't explain, though, why even though there was little to no physical hesitation on his part when he started to carefully pick himself up and disentangle himself from on top of Astral, his chest felt constricted somehow. For the tiniest second, even as he stood back to his feet and paid mind not to inconvenience his companion somehow in the process, his eyes were drawn back to that face, recalling instead the same image they'd much more closely beheld moments ago more rather than seeing whatever face Astral made at the moment. He really... couldn't quite fully get that out of his mind; the odd calm he'd been met with, as well as how... comfortable that sort of situation had felt. There had been no real thought or desire to let go of the man, but simply the fact that he probably had to. Blinking a couple of times, as if to push that sort of thing out of his head, Frasier drew back at last by a couple of steps, leaning in slightly to offer a helping hand to the other.

"Here you go, can you stand?" As if he'd remembered just now, like a natural sense simply returning to him as he gradually pulled himself back together, Frasier offered a bright smile he didn't seem to consciously notice along with the gesture. The sort of thing that only said everything's fine or something like that, and was accompanied by the tiniest shrug of dismissal addressed to any worries or stress. Slowly, his head turned as he took in their location, and then gave a slight tilt of surprise that didn't actually seem to affect him for real. "Huh... looks like we're in a church."

Were they absolutely lost with no clue of the exact place they'd arrived at? Apparently so, though Frasier didn't seem too concerned.

The room they were in, a mix of stone and wood out of which they'd been lucky enough to crash on the latter, was simple and completely deserted. There was a slight elevation in the floor towards the front, which they currently found themselves standing upon, along with a stand from which the whole rest of the hall could be easily seen. The other, larger half of the place seemed adorned with two rows of identical benches aligned one after another, with no particular features to display. And it was rather dark, as what already little light the late afternoon had to offer was filtered even more through the large stained glass windows the walls were adorned with. Overall, it truly seemed like the two were alone; and how exactly had they arrived here of all places anyway? It certainly didn't ring any bells to Frasier, and he'd never really been much of an actively religious guy either; it wasn't that he didn't really believe in a God or anything like that, but he just... mostly rarely ever found himself stopping to think of such things. His world was an active place full of life that hardly ever paused to ponder spiritual matters. So then, why...? The thought of a church hadn't even crossed his mind when they fell from that building, it really made no sense how they'd arrived here of all places.

"Well, it's late so we're probably locked in 'til tomorrow," he mused as he seemed to reach his conclusion, then turned finally back to face his present companion. "It should be safe though, I guess we can sleep here." A trace of the same smile as before brushed over his lips, as he didn't seem to have lost the easily reassuring, strong attitude he just inherently had. Carefully, he lifted one hand to study it closely, but didn't seem too surprised when nothing unusual was found; there was no trace of the glowing marks left anywhere on his fingers, and he'd fully expected as much. "I have no clue what just happened, though," he continued. "How did we get here? What exactly did I even-- ah, that's right. You..."

Cutting himself off, Frasier lowered his hand and this time spun on his feet altogether, facing Astral with far more definite purpose.

"You don't know who you are any more than I know, do you?" Softly, only a shade, his face clouded with thought. "That might be some trouble... We'll probably need to figure it out."

In the casual tone of his voice, it didn't seem as if for even a moment Frasier actually considered himself separate from this man's situation or trouble right now; for him, probably, it wasn't something he could leave behind anymore. Though he was probably not worried as well; after all, both of them were here and safe for the moment, no? So everything else would work out -- that's what he seemed to be saying.

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Posted: Mon, 02 Jul 2012 15:31:24 +0000

Was this guy mocking him, or looking down on him or something?

At first, it might have been easy to think such a thing given the kind of stuff Astral said, but as he walked in the opposite direction from him, distancing himself a few steps in order to casually lean against the arm of one of the benches, Frasier didn't really believe so. His eyes remained drawn to that figure, carefully studying details, and before it could even really actually fade, his permanent casual smile was back in its place, lightly settled upon his features. In the end, Astral seemed kind of like a clumsy guy actually, maybe more so than he knew. Not in the literal way that one might normally have assumed, but more generally, in a different sense... the redhead had to hold back a small chuckle he would have had with himself as he noticed. Personally, he was probably the no-longer-stranger's exact foil in behavior and attitude; where Astral gave off that perfect air and held himself proudly, his moves controlled and his stance somehow distant and elegant, Frasier lacked any such notes. He was simply just there, himself, as casually relaxed as anyone could have been and not needing to put on an image of any kind whatsoever. As cold and hardly reachable as Astral made himself seem, Frasier was friendly and warm and allowed everything close. And, as amazing and somehow imposing or awe-inspiring the other managed to be, he was the exact plain, day-to-day opposite. Somehow, in almost an odd twist of irony or something like that, they seemed like reflections of each other through a mirror that turned black into white and made everything into the opposite of itself. But that might have been exactly why he could tell.

'You're really not good with people, are you?'

That observation was kept to himself, though.

One hand rested lightly behind him, upon the back of the wooden bench he had found, Frasier tilted his head to look at the bolted ceiling above them, admiring it as if it had been their sky. And at the moment, it probably was. That thought, as well as the amusement it unavoidably held, somehow made him feel even better; as he stood there, he must have definitely looked completely at peace, again unlike his much more serious companion. Maybe Astral had been right in the end -- maybe Frasier had somehow subconsciously thought of God or the afterlife or something like that. After all, he'd believed it quite likely they could have died in their fall from the building. Or maybe simply this could have been what his mind conjured, by reflex, when he thought of a safe place they could find shelter. He thought so, because that sort of assumption wasn't too wrong. He couldn't tell if it was the place itself, or the presence of his companion that somehow felt impossibly close; but whatever it was, Frasier really felt safe. He was at ease.

"So it was me, huh?" he quietly mused. "To think I'd have some unreal power like that... There's no way I can deny it anymore by now, but it still kinda feels like a dream."

It was the kind of thing which didn't even exist in his world until barely minutes ago; yet not only was it there, and not fiction, but he himself was the one to possess it.

Yet, the redhead didn't seem to be having much trouble accepting even something like that. He only let the other continue his thoughts, and as Astral approached him again, he softly shifted so that his eyes would fall back on the man. That strong gaze from his companion, which seemed to bear into him, was met perfectly squarely with no trace of dishonesty or reluctance. Frasier wasn't the sort of person that often had things to hide; everything about him was openly on a page, and that's how it should be. Normally, probably a look as intense as the one Astral seemed to give him, or simply a personality that appeared as powerful and self-sufficient as that, would have come off as intimidating perhaps. But the redhead didn't feel something like that; he was capable, rather simply, to answer with only the same casual half-smile as before. As if telling the other to ease up a little as well, that they were perfectly safe.

"That's all pretty weird, you know," he said at the end, after listening with care to everything he'd been told. "That you'd be so focused on me out of nowhere, without even your memories to account for. It just has 'wrong' written all over it." With a light chuckle, however, he gave a small cheerful shrug as if to dispel his own previous statements as nothing but small-talk. "Despite that, though, I think I believe you... since I kind of feel it too, I guess. That there's something about you, like I actually know you or that we're related somehow. But..." As he quietly let that trail off for a moment, Frasier pulled himself free of the bench he'd been leaning against, with a single light move; the action only brought him even closer to Astral than he already was, covering yet more of the distance between them that the other had already quite generously closed. The redhead didn't seem to notice that much, though, or at least didn't find it very unnatural as he continued to stare straight at the other. "That shouldn't matter too much."

As he made that plain affirmation, Frasier finally moved, slipping easily past Astral and coming to stand a few feet away, staring off into the stained glass panels on the opposite wall and the faint light that they filtered. Softly, that same faint mix of colors fell back on his features from there, shuffling oddly on his face and distorting his casual expression into something more vague.

"Even if it's true and you came here for me," he continued at last, "you shouldn't just write yourself off either. Sure, you don't remember much now, but that shouldn't matter. You know, for me, it's..." Turning again, he finally once more faced the other, looking maybe a little more serious and thoughtful for the first time since they'd met. "...really the first time I see you, or those guys. I know that for sure. But it wasn't important. I didn't know who you were, and hadn't felt anything weird yet at that time. But there was a person in trouble out there. No matter who, I'm sure anyone can use help now and then." As he finished, though, immediately Frasier seemed to self-consciously shift, rubbing the back of his head with one hand and not noticing that he'd ruffled his hair pretty badly during the process. With a light laugh, he once more seemed to return to his earlier self -- or perhaps he'd just never actually stopped being that, even through everything that he said. "Though of course, that could be me as well like you say, so... thanks~"

'Don't worry about the rest, we'll figure it out.'

He didn't add that last part, but he figured it probably came across on its own.

"Huh...?" As he'd moved to casually stick his hands in his pockets, Frasier suddenly stopped in the middle, awkwardly looking down at himself and blinking as if the natural order of things had been broken. "Oh, right, I had these," he finally said, some of the confusion seeming to ease as he figured out whatever had happened. Really, it was just candy in colorful wrapping, as pulling one of his hands free from his pocket revealed, which the child of a friend who'd come home on leave together with him had absolutely insisted he have when they parted ways at the airport. The few small objects, in their rather crumpled packaging, rested peacefully in the cup of the hand he slowly held out to Astral as if owing an explanation. And, in doing so, the same air of nothing-wrong that Frasier possessed like an innate ability of some sort seemed to reach its highest peak yet. "Uh, you can have some if you want."

Because definitely, that must have been what Astral was thinking of at the moment, out of all possible choices; though oddly enough, it seemed as if Frasier himself really actually didn't find anything odd about the interruption, or the extremely abrupt change of pacing. All in all, he actually appeared rather happy somehow.

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