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[ The face that greets console users this morning is offering a polite smile, laced with a touch of sheepishness as though he feels that he is troubling them by asking questions. ]

Everyone I've spoken to so far has been very helpful but I wonder if anyone had time for a few more questions? Has anyone here heard of a game called "Duel Monsters"? Or know of such companies as KaibaCorp, or Industrial Illusions?

Another thing, I've noticed quite a bit of... well, fire around the residence they've assigned me. It's like nothing I've ever seen before, not being hot at all. It's almost as though it's-- ah, it seems silly to say, forgive me. But it's rather like magic in stories, isn't it?

[ He seems embarrassed to bring it up, looking pensively away from the screen but continues after a moment. ]

Though, I suppose given everything that's happened here... perhaps it's not so strange?

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[Make all the jokes about Booker being a dumb guy from the past you want, but really, he's a very fast learner. He's basically an expert at these console things by now - there's no confusion, not even a blink as he flips it on.]

Guess I figured the fake fire was some kinda science trickery. Or it could be magic. Not sure there's all that much difference.

[ Bakura gives a guileless smile, a perfect mimicry of his host. ]

Ah, I have a classmate who would strongly object to the two being interchangeable! But then, I suppose Kaiba has never seen... something like this place.

I know a couple who'd probably be the same way. [Actually he fully expects one or both of the Luteces to chime in here - yes okay maybe he's trying to provoke them a little.]

Still, I'd say for most folks the difference ain't much of one.

[ Bakura would probably find the egging on funny, unfortunately "Ryou" wouldn't. Sad! ]

Yes, that makes sense. It's only that... well, such things. They shouldn't really exist, right?

Place I was before this shouldn't have existed, either, but it did. Hell, we're on the back of a giant turtle. Seems pretty relative, if you ask me.

May I ask where it was you've come from?

City called Columbia. It was floating in the sky.

[ Both eyebrows raise to his hairline; the reaction as much Bakura's as the act. ]

A... floating city?

Yep.

[SHRUG. By this point he's just letting all the weirdness wash over him ~~like a baptism~~.]

Goodness... I'd always assumed building cities on plain old terra firma was the norm!

It still is, far as I can tell. Except with Columbia.

It must be really extraordinary to see.

[ Internally, Bakura is rolling his eyes. A floating city seemed rather inconvenient to try and make a getaway from, from a thieving point of view. ]

I suppose our homes aren't that similar then.

[Booker would actually heartily agree with the inconvenient sentiment - that would be an understatement of the first order, actually. Nothing like trying to escape a city that floats in the air without falling to your death.]

Probably not. Most I've talked to seem to come from very different places. Or times.

[ Escaping bros unite, Booker. But the second part catches Bakura's attention. ]

Times? How do you mean?

Well, I'm from 1912. Most folks I've talked to seem to be from other times.

[ Barely one hundred years, Bakura mentally snorts before fixing an expression of startlement and wonder. ]

Goodness... was it very difficult, getting used to this place? A-Ah, if that's not rude of me to ask.

Not too bad. [Booker shrugs vaguely. The cultural differences surprise him sometimes, but the technology isn't all that different.]

The magic's what gets me.

I believe that would "get" anyone, sir!

Ah, my apologies. My name is Ryou Bakura.

Booker DeWitt.

Pleasure to meet you. [He mostly says that because it's polite, as opposed to how Elizabeth would probably react to meeting new people.]

[ Look at them both playing at being polite for appearances' sake. ]

You as well, Mr DeWitt!

There is definitely magic, here. Did you get told yet that we are on a turtle... and no matter what language you or I may be speaking, we will still understand each other?

I was, yes. I-- wasn't sure whether to take that at face value despite their insistence of the fact. I didn't want to offend them.

[ Not causing offense or distress is of utmost importance to his host... might as well establish that early on and begin building the persona. ]

Ah... what language are you speaking, then?

Farsi.

And the kedan are rather patient, on the whole. Unless we are under rationing or you come across some of the underworld.

A-Ah, ha... well, then it's a good thing it doesn't sound like Farsi!

[ He tries to make a joke but it's really not funny. His host is hardly ever as clever. Then he allows uncertainty to take over his expression. ]

Rationing? No one mentioned anything... a-and what do you mean, underworld??

No, it wouldn't, unless Farsi is the language you think in.

[ His voice sounds calm, at least, rather than, say, derisive. ]

There was rationing when the turtle on whose back we live was diseased. It has been over for months, now. And, yes, there are several gangs, primarily active in the Metal and Fire sectors. You should be careful.

No, only Japanese and English, for myself!

[ Because his host would be dense enough to mistake that for an actual question. At the second part, he lets himself appear flustered. ]

O-Oh, that's what you meant... I thought, well with everything... an actual underworld. Which suddenly seems less strange, after everything else here.

>Tt.<

There are sewers, underneath the city. But, if you mean as in an afterlife, not so much. Even the Death plane is not, as far as we have been able to find, a place where the dead go.

I did read a little about the Planes though I'm afraid I don't really understand them. Do you suppose, if it's not too great of an inconvenience, you could explain them a little more?

[ Bakura understands them just fine, but you pick up all sorts of things from others' explanations. ]

[ Damian's lips purse a moment, but he goes on calmly. The level of loops to the request is... odd, to him, but that may be because he's spent time among blunt people, lately. ]

This far, the only way people can pass to the other planes is through specific portals. We could examine both of them in Sinbrilee; however, only ones accessing the Dreaming plane can be recreated, here.

In Dreaming, reality is shaped by people's subconsciousness, as in actual dreams. There have been no limits discovered, yet, as to what can be created, but that is probably because people have not experimented at length.

The Death plane drains life away. It thrusts you in the situations of your deepest fears, with a level of reality that makes most people forget, nearly completely, that it is not, in fact, real. It is probably much for the better that the access to that plane is shuttered, from Keeliai.

[ Calm, unemotional. No sign how much, if anything, Damian has lived through from that information. ]

[ Bakura nods along with the explanation and politely waits until Damian has finished. ]

That does clarify a few pieces of it, thank you very much. Not that it still doesn't all sound like something from a story but...

Indeed. You can avoid either by not passing through heavily scribed-on archways.

[ Halpful? Stay out of trouble? ]

O-Oh... so does that mean there are Dreaming arches here in the city?

Yes, I believe there are.

It's simple enough magic to do, but it's interesting how they can keep it going indefinitely. [A pause before he snorts.] But we're on the back of a giant turtle, so I guess you're right about it not being that strange.

I'm afraid I couldn't really think of magic as anything simple...

Ah, yes. I've been told that but I confess it's all rather overwhelming to think about.

[There's a slight smile.] Yeah, you're right. I guess I meant more the spell, in comparison to others. [He might not be a wizard or a sorcerer himself, but he's seen some in action.]

You get used to it, over time.

Oh? Is there some kind of scale? That would be a really interesting thing to learn about.

Have you been here very long, then?

From what I've seen of magic, some things are just easier than others. [He grins.] But I don't really cast it, so maybe I'm wrong.

A month, maybe a little longer.

So it's not so much like un-magical things like that? Like a skill, as an instrument or art would be?

Would you consider yourself "settled in"? I've been trying to treat it as another school transfer, to be truthful. It's made it a little easier.

As far as I know, yeah. You can be born with the ability, but that doesn't make you perfect at it. [Even Enchanters have to work a bit.]

I don't know if settled in is the right word, but I've done some traveling and spent time away before. If I could talk to people back home, it wouldn't matter much.

Well, that seems a bit more realistic!

[ He smiles as though this is all very fascinating and nods at the second part. ]

Yes... it's rather disconcerting not being able to speak to those we know.

[A shrug.]

That's the price we pay for being soldiers, I guess.

B-But I'm not a soldier! I'm a high school student!

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