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[uzuki]

We've got to hurry! We have to find Shion!

[It might have seemed strange to someone else, Shion speaking about herself in the third person, but Shion had already grown accustomed to it. Her past self was outside somewhere, in the warzone that Miltia had become over the last few hours. Shion knew she had precious little time to find herself, and rescue her parents, but she had resolved to do it.

She sprinted ahead of the group, and raced out of the large glass doors of the Labyrinthos lobby, and into... Another lobby? this is where she enters Prospero. She staggers to a stop, and takes a moment to stare at the interior of the hotel lobby she now occupies.]

No... This can't be right...

[She hurries outside again, and this time makes it. But it's very obvious that she isn't on Miltia anymore.]

I don't understand... What's going on?!

[Feel free to welcome this confused and frantic woman who is now trying to figure out how she has time or spaced jumped yet again.]

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[want_a_vacation]

Sh-Shion!?

*Someone looks more surprised than he should if he was supposed to be with her. But he is running toward her from across the street.*

[uzuki]

Allen!

[Well, she looks somewhat relieved. At least no one jumped out of the bushes and bashed into her this time.]

What happened? It seems like we moved through time again, but I don't know what could have caused it... Have you found the others?

[want_a_vacation]

It's...a long story.

*Facepalm.*

We did end up moving through time, but I'm pretty sure we're actually in a different universe now. We're on Lost Jerusalem, in the early twenty-first century AD. And...well, you'll see at midnight.

There's also only two people here from our universe, and only one of them is a friend.

[uzuki]

Allen...

[She shakes her head.]

That doesn't make any sense. And besides how would you have figured that out so quickly?

[want_a_vacation]

That's more of what doesn't make sense. I've been here for a year now. Gaignun's been here for almost as long, and he's actually from a point in time before me.

[uzuki]

A year..? Allen, we were just back on Miltia with everyone else...

And Director Gaignun Kukai?

[want_a_vacation]

*That information earns a startled look and he seems to droop somewhat. Even his tone seems less firm and more deflated.*

Ah, that...that doesn't really matter here. Time doesn't connect right, so people can come from any point in time and then leave right back to when they left.

And yeah. Like I said, he's been here for a while.

[papermache]

Lost?

[uzuki]

I...

[She stops, taking a moment to decide exactly how to move forward.]

I suppose I am. I know this may sound strange, but what is this place called?

[papermache]

No problem. Welcome to the town of Prospero on the island of Prospero. Better known as "pants-on-head land".

[uzuki]

Excuse me..?

[Yeah, she's confused by that. She doesn't know whether a joke is being played on her, or if she was just approached by someone who is out of touch with reality...]

[papermache]

Okay, what I mean is that this place is messed up. If you don't know how to fight, don't go out at midnight.

[uzuki]

Oh, I see... [Maybe.] Do you mean this is a dangerous area after dark?

[misplacedxsheath]

*Margulis had just missed Shion in the lobby on his way out, but he caught sight of her once he was out of the building. He'd never considered her worth paying that much attention to, but she still struck him as familiar, and it only took a moment to place where he knew her from.*

Well...isn't this interesting.

[uzuki]

Margulis?

[She stops short, obviously surprised to find him, of all people. But her surprise quickly turns to anger.]

You..! Did you do this?

[misplacedxsheath]

Hardly. If I were responsible, this would seem far less like a tactless joke.

No, as loathe as I am to say it, we're in the same position for once.

[uzuki]

But you didn't come here straight from Miltia...

[In other words, you look pretty old, dude.]

[misplacedxsheath]

*45 is not that old, thank you. Besides, the scar should be more of a tipoff.*

Of course not. I arrived here after my death on Michtam. I haven't even set foot on Miltia since our encounter there last year.

[uzuki]

Your death...?

[Shion pretty much hates him for what he did on Miltia, but she wouldn't wish death on him.]

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[namedforcat]

[[ooc: In all my lateass glory...]]

[Gaignun isn't really paying attention to where he's going so he almost bumps into poor little Shion.]

....? Shion? [Allen was going to be happy. Hopefully.]

Lateass is the best kind of glory! I think...

[uzuki]

Gaignun Kukai...? But you...

[Yeah, she's going to back away a little out of surprise. Last time she saw him, he was... On his way out, and had just been carting around his evil dad.]

Of course it is!

[namedforcat]

I'm dead? Well, that answers what time period you're after at least. And before you ask, no this isn't the afterlife.

[uzuki]

Then you're not... You're you?

[Shion blunt about things that might be painful for others? Never!]

[namedforcat]

Yes. It's just me here. [Shion, there is so much relief in his voice that it's not even funny.] Dmitri Yuriev is not here.

[uzuki]

[Well, there was one good thing...]

Where are we? How did we get here?