[video]

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

*The video turns on to a small, pale thirteen-year-old girl with lightless, dilated eyes. She stares at the screen for a few seconds with no expression whatsoever, until she finally decides to speak.*

...What.

*Apparently, that's enough.*

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[croibhristeoir]

A city called Prospero, though I can't claim to know why or how we've arrived here.

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

Prospero. Hm.

Nobody knows. Are all of these people from other worlds, then?

[croibhristeoir]

That's correct. You seem to be taking the possibility rather well, in fact.

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

It's just strange that it would happen suddenly and without warning. That's all.

[croibhristeoir]

Are you familiar somehow with the concept of traveling between worlds?

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

Yes. Why? *Kaoru without a Michiru to shut her up has no real concept of secret. Fair warning.*

[croibhristeoir]

[Haha, secrecy, what's that.]

Really? It's meant to be impossible where I'm from--performing it would take magic on the level of a miracle.

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

Strange. Is this a miracle, then?

(ACTUAL CONVERSATION FROM CANON:
Kaoru: I have a dream.
Saki (whom I should note is the hotblooded, pineapple-haired main character): Really? What is it?
Kaoru: To destroy the entire wor--
Michiru: Come on. Let's go. >>
Kaoru: ...*shrug*)

[croibhristeoir]

[Kaoru, honey. That's silly. You're silly.]

I'm not sure.

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

What else would it be, then? You're confusing.

[croibhristeoir]

My apologies. I don't know for certain that this is a miracle, but the possibility is there.

[windsofdaytime.livejournal.com]

People here don't know much of anything.