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[arches]

Okay, so not to be ungrateful--because I really appreciate being fished out of the ocean and given a crash course, really, I do--but the whole time thing? Things are just frozen, back where we came from, is that it?

_{( He pauses for a moment, and huffs. Perceptive listeners will be able to tell that he sounds exhausted, more so when he continues. )}

Yeah, I find that a little hard to swallow. More than this place, even. Has there been any verification, on that? Or am I just supposed to assume the nice people fishing me out of the ocean were telling the truth?

_{( Another pause, some muttering that isn't quite audible, though there may be a curse or two in there. Something about deserving this? Who knows. And then, just as unceremoniously as it began, the feed cuts. )}

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[arches]

That one I figured out on my own. And find much easier to believe.

[flawedgoods]

How exactly did you come to that conclusion on your own?

[arches]

We're refugees, right? Even if its through dreams or worlds or whatever the hell happened to us. And they're natives.

Two plus two always equals four.

[flawedgoods]

[It sounds simple enough that Favrielle half wonders why she didn't consider it herself. Still...]

Some are more inclined to make it quite clear through physical means how much they don't appreciate our presence here.

[Nearly getting executed on stage is going to stay with her for a while.]

[arches]

That could be a problem. The ones who brought me in didn't seem so tough, but I guess that can't be true for all of them.

[flawedgoods]

I don't think those that have a problem with us are part of the groups who pull us from the ocean.

[But no matter.]

Where exactly are you from again?

[He didn't say, but let's pretend he did and she's asking for a reminder. That will totally work, right?]

[arches]

Same place as everyone, I guess. Not here.

[flawedgoods]

But not everyone is from the same place.

[arches]

Alright. Where're you from, then?

[flawedgoods]

Terre d'Ange, the City of Elua specifically.

[It's given easily, without hesitation. No one here has heard of it before.]

And you?

[arches]

_{( Well, it's not like he has much to say to that. )}

America.

[flawedgoods]

[Interesting.]

I've heard of it, though only since arriving here. There are others from your land also in Keeliai, I believe.

[arches]

Is it self-centered if I say that doesn't surprise me?

[flawedgoods]

That depends on your reasoning.

[arches]

Probably because I haven't met many people not from there.

[flawedgoods]

Here?

[She raises an eyebrow.]

People you know?

[arches]

Actually haven't met any of those. But the few non-natives I've talked to didn't seem to be so far off, from me.

[flawedgoods]

It seems everyone I've spoken to is from a different world or place than myself. I'm surprised you haven't found more from worlds beyond your own.

[arches]

I guess maybe I didn't want to consider the possibility.

[flawedgoods]

It does complicate things a great deal, doesn't it?

[Not that she minds now that she's gotten used to the idea. Favrielle can only hope she'll return home to take what she's seen and apply it to fresh designs in the City of Elua.]

[arches]

Well, it definitely doesn't make them any easier.

[flawedgoods]

Things are rarely easy.

[And that's all she's going to say on that point.]

Good luck finding that verification you were seeking.