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[punching]

[Hi everyone! Hopefully you weren't sleeping or concentrating too hard on something or whatever, because this dumb loud voice is about to interrupt you.]

Hello!? Hey! You out there, Sis!? C'mooon guys, you gotta be there somewhere!

Uh, I dunno who else can hear me on this thing! [A short laugh follows those words. Whoever this idiot is either doesn't seem to notice how loud he's being, or simply doesn't care.] Met the weirdest li'l guy though! Gave me this thing. Yep! I'm guessing it's some way to communicate, since I heard people talking!!!

Uh... well, I'm gonna come lookin' for you guys if you don't answer! Heroes don't sit still for long!

Comments

[Voice]

[transcendthestars]

[Sorry, Snow, he doesn't sound at all amused.]

A 'hero' should wait until he knows the full situation before blundering into potential danger.

How much did Greetingway tell you?

[Voice]

[punching]

Greetingway?

[He sounds confused for a second... but then the gears click into place.]

Oh, right! The little guy! Ha ha! He said something about a blue planet, and that I'm in a place called... uh. Mysidia. Gave me this thing, too.

[Voice]

[transcendthestars]

Yes, him.

This world is called the Blue Planet. It is not your own, and there is no way for you to voluntarily return to your home.

[Voice]

[punching]

Whuh— [He makes a grunt of surprise.]

Not my own? What's that supposed to mean?

[Sorry, this guy's a bit slow on the uptake. Or maybe just in denial.]

[Voice]

[transcendthestars]

To put it crudely, you have been kidnapped.

[Maybe if this weren't Golbez's own world, he would more willingly accept that Snow was in denial. As it is, he's irritated by it, and some of that is inadvertently transmitted over the linkshell.]

[Voice]

[punching]

Kidnapped?! Look... we've made it this far. I'm not stopping now! Who do you work for!? The Sanctum? The Cavalry?!

[He's angry and confused as all Hell now, and that's quite plain to see – even if his feelings weren't refracted toward the man on the other side the way they are now.]

[Voice]

[transcendthestars]

I have never heard of either of those. Nor am I responsible for you being brought here.

[The level of irritation doesn't rise with the accusation, though it does become more present in his voice.]

[Voice]

[punching]

Oh. [His angry tone immediately softens up, though.] Heh, sorry.

Oookay then... who is the one responsible?

[Voice]

[transcendthestars]

[On the one hand... it's nice to have someone believe him so readily. On the other, who is really so trusting?]

A being known as the Creator, so it is assumed.

[Voice]

[punching]

The Creator, huh. Sounds pretty suspicious, don't y'think? Were you kidnapped too?

[Voice]

[transcendthestars]

It does. Yet there are few who have any more information about him, or why he is doing this.

...You could say that. [Some unease comes through the linkshell. Technically, this is his world, after all.]

[Voice]

[punching]

Don't suppose you have any idea who those "few" might be.

[Voice]

[transcendthestars]

Primarily, a woman named Porom. A child called Cuore also has knowledge of him, but asking her will not be likely to produce many results.

[Voice]

[punching]

Heh, no harm in trying, right? Got any idea where these guys are s'posed to be?

[Voice]

[transcendthestars]

Porom is in Mysidia, last I knew. As for Cuore, you had best speak to her guardian, Rydia.

[Voice]

[punching]

Got it. I'll keep that in mind. Thanks!

I'm Snow, by the way. Snow Villiers. And you are—?

[Voice]

[transcendthestars]

[There is a moment's pause. He doesn't exactly want to give his name- it's still Bad News on the Blue Planet. But there's nothing else he can go by.]

Golbez. Should you have questions about this world, no doubt Rydia or Porom would be willing to answer them.

[Voice]

[punching]

All right! Thanks, Golbez. I'll try 'n seek those guys out.

[Voice]

[transcendthestars]

Good fortune.