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[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

[At least this person seems to know what he's doing: he doesn't look at all surprised when the device clicks on and starts recording, merely annoyed and more than a bit worried.]

This is a ridiculous situation. It isn't possible for someone to wake up on another continent for no reason. For one thing, who would bother to kidnap a monk? Not even a monk, but a monk in training?

On the chance that this isn't an extraordinarily vivid dream, I'd like to ask for some explanation of what on earth is going on here. I would appreciate it. The only other apparent option would be to beat my head against the wall until the concussion knocks me out and I wake up at home again, but that doesn't appeal as much.

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[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

Mm... that one's another toughie, but I'll see what I can do!

"What is going on" would be that people are, for lack of a better word, congregating here. There are all types from -- and yes, I know it sounds ridiculous -- different worlds and times here, with no rhyme or reason as to how they've been chosen. As stated before, the perpetrator and cause are unknown.

Following so far?

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

I follow. I'm not sure I quite believe it, but I have no better explanation for waking up here, so I'll assume that it's possible.

...Other worlds, really?

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

Sorry. I should've given you a "disclaimer: weird words incoming" warning.

Yep. Keeping it simple: as far as I know, my story doesn't match with that of anyone else here. So either my memories are all messed up, or someone needs to draft some kind of a "Parallel Worlds Theory".

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

Hm, that's a problem... My best friend is here, so I'll trust what he says regardless of the weirdness, but I can't automatically discount everyone else.

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

Probably a good way to look at things. Though, I'd really recommend taking everything with a grain of salt. There's a few people running around who are, uh, less than trustworthy.

[A pause.] I'm aware of the irony of that last statement, compared to everything preceding it, yes.

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

Do you have specific examples of who I should avoid?

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

Well, only one definitive one. A gentleman [And wow is she sarcastic saying that word] with a propensity towards dressing like a pretty ragged-looking jester, and he looked like he had scars like so... [She traces a rather lopsided smile on her cheeks, mimicking the Joker's markings.]

...Well, I wouldn't approach someone looking like that on principle usually, even if it'd be a bit rude. But that's me.

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

I see. I'll avoid that man if at all possible.

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

[A nod.] Sorry to dump all that on you at once. Any other questions? Or, heck, do ya need anything in general?

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

...Is the hotel safe to stay at?

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

As far as I'm aware, yes. It's where I've made my temporary home at, at any rate, and I've as-yet been unharmed.

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

I've heard more reassuring things in my lifetime, but I suppose I have to settle with this.

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

Like I said before, sorry to bring on the torrent of weird-backslash-unnerving news. Better than sugar-coating it though; you seem like a big boy, you can handle it.

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

I'll try my best.

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

That's the spirit!

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

Hopefully, it will be enough.

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

You're not showing much faith for a monk, there. C'mon now, enough spirit and you can do just about anything.

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

It's a new situation for me.

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

Same goes for us all, here. You'll be alright, don't worry too much.

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

Thank you.