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((Just to clear up confusion: Eloysio isn't from present-day Aselia. At the point of time I took him from, the worlds were still separated.))

"Nnnngh..." Eloysio groaned as he gradually came to. As his senses trickled back to him, he found that his whole body hurt, as if he had hit the ground hard. He opened his eyes, darting them around to get an idea of where he was at the moment. He was mildly surprised to find himself lying face down on a grassy field, with his wings (an asymmetrical pair at that; one feathery and white, the other mostly black and almost bat-like) still at optimal size for flight at any given time. Ah...what was I doing again? he mentally asked himself.

"Passing through the Otherworldly Gate into Sylvarant, Master," replied another voice within his mind.

Eloysio wanted to get up now. But as he was rather sore, he first wanted to alleviate the weight on his back for ease. Closing his eyes again, he furrowed his brow a bit in concentration. Then by his will, his wings shrank down to a quarter of the size they were. Once done, he slowly pushed himself and got up to his feet, dusting himself off. With a nod, he replied to that voice in thought, Of course. Much thanks for the reminder.

He took a good look down at himself, relieved to find nothing broken...no. He thought that too soon. He quickly realized there was at least one casualty, and it was hanging off the side of his head, from a small chain hooked around his ear---his monocle. "Ack, son of an eggbear. This happens far too often," he muttered to himself as he held it before his eyes, examining the damages. With his free hand, he took his wand, pointed it at his monocle, and stared intently in concentration. The cracks in the glass glowed...then gradually did what could only be described as "reversing". After the glow had faded, he raised it to the sunlight and put on an expression of satisfaction before fixing it back over his left eye.

Eloysio slipped his wand back into the string loop that held it securely at his side and gazed skyward, contemplating something he felt while magically repairing his monocle. "...Something tells me I didn't exactly land in Sylvarant..." he softly said to himself.



At a point farther away from the man, too far to be in his field of view, what most would view as a strange creature clad in purple and white began to stir and awaken upon the grass. Blaze the Cat had found herself lying on her back, and she pushed herself up to a seated position. She swept her head from side to side, looking around with half-open eyes due to grogginess. "Ugh...what happened?" she asked herself in a whisper as she rubbed her pounding head. After fluttering her eyelids, she was able to get them wide open. Getting up to her feet, she lifted her head skyward and looked around some more. "...Where am I?" In a few seconds, her senses were back up to snuff. That's when she began to feel something off. She put a hand over her heart, her expression turning into deep shock. If the fur on her face could turn paler, it would be doing so right now.

Her Sol Emeralds. Her senses told her that all but one of them were no longer in her possession.

Blaze lifted her hand from her heart and held it palm up before her, summoning that Emerald in a burst of flame. It was the green one. With a steadily increasing frustration at her current predicament, she gritted her teeth and began to squeeze the gem tightly until it disappeared in another burst of flame. But she knew where it went; it had been "absorbed" back into her being.

She was about to make a running start in a random direction, but more thoughts interrupted her. One, she had a gut feeling she wasn't at home anymore. Two, It didn't even feel like Sonic's realm. Those together lead to thought number three:

...Where can I even begin...?

Abdiel Piros Aka Raudona Vermell
Abdiel lifted his face from the puddle of mud that he had landed in. "Where the rest of the party? Where am I? More importantly, where is my hat?!" He looked around in a panic, then relaxed as he saw a red fabric thing on the ground next to a long, white feather. He picked up his hat, brushed it off, put the feather back in, and put it back in its rightful place on his head. Then he magically removed the mud from his robes.
"I'm glad I put all those ranks in Search! Where would I be without my hat?" Suddenly, he heard voices to his right. He looked over to see some guy pointing a stick at something in his hand, then putting it in a storage loop thing. Nearby was also a guy wearing a tie. "Aha, maybe they are some of my loyal fans! Perhaps they know what's going on." Abdiel approached the mysterious figures.

The mist the fox walked through was thick enough it almost slowed her movements. Black all around, leaving only the light mist to meander through, guiding the lone Suzurei as she headed into what she believed her next destination, the Mana Tower. As the mist cleared and light filled the world again, Drana could only see open space figures roaming around in it. Murky mud squished through her sandals as she stepped into the world, realizing her destination was incorrect. Where she was, she didn't have an idea, and who these people were, one so sharply dressed in red that it almost hurt her eyes to view the intense color after looming in the misty corridors between places. Drana frowned, approaching the group cautiously. She had to get a bearing on where she was first.

Eloysio's little wings flared with an audible fwip! as the voices he began to hear alerted him that he wasn't exactly alone. Turning around, he nearly did a double-take upon seeing the people behind him. They wore clothing unlike the norm in either Sylvarant or Tethe'alla!

The green-haired young man with the odd-looking hat mentioned something about a party. Eloysio wasn't sure how to respond, but perhaps saying something, anything would help him get his bearings. However, he perceived a slight nervousness in the young man's tone, which hinted that perhaps he said such a thing trying to do the same.

"...Party? How on earth would you end up all the way out here from a party?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. It was then that he caught sight of a man clad in red with an odd demeanor and even odder-looking hat approaching. Eloysio wore a befuddled expression for a few moments while he posed. At his question, he replied, "To tell you the truth, sir, I haven't the slightest clue either. I was previously at some ruins..."



Deciding that it would do her no good to just idle around merely thinking about where to begin, Blaze began to walk forward in search of any kind of civilization, or at least other people so that she could get an idea of where exactly she ended up. She also began to reflect upon the last time the Sol Emeralds summoned her somewhere. It was into Sonic's dimension, by the magnet-like pull of his Chaos Emeralds. Was that necessarily the case this time? Would she be meeting the hedgehog again soon? She was beginning to think that theory was starting to fall apart because this felt like a different world, but then she remembered the second time she encountered Sonic---it was because the Sol Emeralds pulled him to her world.

From there, she began to think of a rather unsettling possibility. At both times, they found they had been brought together as a result of their archenemies'---Dr. Eggman and Eggman Nega---doing. Might they have found a way into this new world and began brewing up something that was drawing herself and perhaps Sonic here? Her brow creased into an irritated expression at the thought, as she continued walking. It was just a relatively short time since she had fought off the two with the help of Sonic. To be dealing with them again so soon just might make her throw a fit.

((For the record, no, she isn't heading anywhere toward the group. I kinda wanna keep Blaze and Eloysio separated, but if things go nowhere with her, I'll draw her toward the group somehow.))

Adachi looked at the people who seemed to be gathering. "Ugh maybe I hit my head and was knocked unconscious when I went through the T.V.? Yukiko is probably healing me right now." He said to himself.

This man seemed as lost and confused as any other, though he seemed to also be without the effects of intoxication. No hangover's for anyone meant there probably wasn't a party, or if there was, they were doing something else that knocked them senseless. "I don't suppose there was a party then, and if there was, somebody was practicing odd magic." Ayre added, glancing over the man in red, spewing odd phrases and mumblings. If he really were famous, Ayre didn't know of him. "Hit your head pretty hard there, didn'tcha?" He asked, when Mr.Red identified himself in some foriegn language as Abdepirosakadonamell or something to that nature. Everything else the man said sounded like the babble of a mad man.
Needless to say, Ayre was watching this guy cautiously, glancing back to the blond man whom had an articulate feel about him. "I don't suppose your one of the scholars of Meltokio's university? Maybe even Sybak?" He asked, assuming this to be north of the two. Maybe they were close to the forest, and hopefully not beyond it. Ayre had no intention of crossing through cursed woods to get back. Glancing up at the mans goofy hat, Ayre himself noticed one atop his head. He must have put it on when he were asleep, and it almost looked silly itself. Taking the hat off, Ayre began to examine it, glancing up when Mr. Red finished babbling."Are we what? PC's?" He asked.
Mr. Red was obviously kooky. Maybe the other man was a loon as well.

Though this Abdiel fellow was speaking in clearly understandable language, Eloysio still had a little trouble comprehending what he was blathering about. He habitually adjusted his monocle. "I...beg your pardon? Gaia? PCs? NPC material?" õ_ó He blinked at him, unsure of how else to respond, until the green-haired lad addressed him. To his surprise, he seemed to know of a couple of cities from Tethe'alla. He looked at him and replied, "While I would call myself a scholar, I can't say I'm tied to either university. I'm just a wanderer." At this time, Abdiel began babbling again. Eloysio was...befuddled at most of his other statements, but was able to catch on to the question he had asked. He shook his head and replied, "No, we are not in Sybak. It's a city, which we certainly aren't in right now." He caught Abdiel's motions while he spoke, and wondered what on earth they were supposed to mean.

Putting a hand to his chin, he looked back at Ayre with a curious expression. "But if you're where I'm from...hm. I don't recall anyone like you lurking around the Otherworldly Gate..."

While Mr. Red went on like a loonatic, Ayre focused on Eloysio, spinning the odd hat in his hand. "Good. I prefer not to be in the company of scholars of Meltokio. They certainly know how to rip someone off." He muttered. This man seemed to have knowledge, even of the Otherworldly Gate. "Ah! I remember now! I was on a mission there. Managed to get to the crummy island, only to find rocks and sand. How they expected me to slay a monster on a barran island is beyond me. Seems when I woke up, I was here, unless I'm not remembering something in between. At least I remember what I was doing. I should report back and tel them how stupid they are to send me on a pointless mission." He complained, glancing back at Eloysio. "Since you are a scholar, maybe you can figure out where we are. I think I need something to drink, so a nearby town would be fantastic. He said, looking to his left at Mr. Red. "You need a drink too. And lots of sleep." He said. That guy was cracked.