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[Anyone at the edge of the city might see a young man walking in, visibly upset. Then again, by his state of dress, it's obvious he's a new arrival. Anyone would be upset if they had been stripped of their clothing and have what feels like wings surgically added to their body! More importantly, he wants his weapons back. Not that he doesn't think it could prevail in hand to hand combat, but if he were to be attacked... he doesn't quite want to think about that right now. Though he could pick up some sticks and use them as makeshift weapons. Agh, he's not 10 years old! He can only hope that with his weapons gone, this is a peaceful city, but he's also not that naive! In fact, with is current situation, he believes quite the opposite. His fingers push against the bridge of his glasses as he makes his way to find some answers. And some clothing.]

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[Now have a voice filled with tsun and anger at his situation. At least he seems he figured out how to use this... thing.]

Good day, to whomever receives this message. My name is Lieutenant Hubert Oswell from the Strahtan military. At your convenience, I would like for you to introduce yourself and answer a few of my questions.

[He's not sure if this goes out en masse or to the person who is perhaps behind all of this, so he figures it best to find out rather than aimlessly ask questions to someone who could be a potential enemy.]

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[Being stuck in new feather garbs is just asking for someone to help you. Alexei was leaving CB1 when Hubert happens pass him....going not the right way to the plaza]

If you're looking for your things, the plaza is in the other direction, across that bridge.

[Well, at least this man is kind enough to help him, but he does have to do a double take at him. Is it really he president? Perhaps a relation... Hmm... He can't say he resembles him terribly, but they could pass as siblings. Standing so his legs were shoulders width apart, his arms rest across his lower back as he bows politely. No need to disrespect someone who could potentially be an ally. Still, it's strange to be bowing in this get up. Perhaps his garb is a giveaway that he is new here.]

I appreciate your directions.

[ Well. that was a strange request. A bored, female voice replied to his own. ]

Uh, I'm Shiki.

I guess.

[Oh...he likes Hubert already. Despite what he was wearing, he still shows respect. So he's going to give Hubert his full attention now.]

What is your name, young man? And I'm assuming you have just arrived?

[She 'guesses'? You would think someone would know their own name, but alas, it's likely just a part of their personality.]

Miss Shiki, may I ask where you are from and if you arrived here with your clothing and weapons stripped of you and wings surgically attached to your body?

[Given that he's still new, he hasn't quite seen that, yes, everyone has wings.]

Hmmm. Yeah. That's how everyone arrives. You find your stuff later.

And the wings are pretty much permanent. Try not to hurt them.

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[Well, that seemed to do the trick. Being disrespectful just because of his current dress would not do.]

Lieutenant Hubert Oswell, sir.

[And if he was of relation to the President, he would figure this man would know of him. Though to be sure...]

Forgive my curiosity, however, are you of relation to the president of Strahta?

I tried to pull at a feather, but it only caused pain. So, are they considered a part of our body now? Why would someone do this, unless they had some plan to make a civilization of angels. I will have to look into this further.

[Because relying on others is something he doesn't do.]

[So he was a soldier. Interesting.]

Commandant Alexei Denoia of the Imperial Knights. A pleasure meeting you Lt. Oswell.

[And he puzzles for a moment at the question.]

I have never heard of a nation called Strahta before, so you can assume that I am not. [...] What led you to ask me that?

[The Imperial Knights, he says. It makes him wonder if that's of relation to the Knights in Windor, though the very fact that he has not even heard of Strahta makes him think otherwise. Just what is going on here?]

My apologies. You had an uncanny resemblance to him that drove me to ask.

[Well, so much for that. At least that is out of the way.]

I see. [He's curious about this President now, but he doesn't ponder on that for very long.]

I'm sure you have some questions. We can talk while we walk to the plaza.

[Well, he takes this offer. Though he doesn't let his guard down at all. As kind as this man appears to be, other than offering to help him he hasn't done anything to earn his trust. Respect and trust are entirely different things.]

Yes, I have many of them. Given my appearance, you presumed I was new to this place. Does everyone arrive stripped of their weapon and clothing? The same goes to the wings I seem to have acquired.

[Cheria had held a shimmer of hope, despite her best judgment, that some more of her friends would appear in Luceti. Still, when she opened her journal today, she didn't actually expect to hear from one of them.]

H-Hubert? ...It's really you!

[Wait, he recognizes that voice! With that, he knows he found someone who can give him the information he needs without wondering if he's been fed false information.]

Yes, Cheria, it is me. May I ask where we are? You seem surprised with my arrival here.

[Lieutenant, huh? Cool.]

Nice to meet you, Hubert! I'm Atsuro Kihara. What questions do you have?

Then... You really don't remember...

[She sighs for a moment, then shakes her head. There's no point dwelling on the past. If he didn't keep his memories, they'll just have to make new ones.]

Luceti. That's what this place is called.

Welcome to Luceti, Hubert-san. [He honestly looks a lot younger than Minato himself, but considering the title 'Lieutenant' he decides to go with more formality.] I'm Minato Arisato.

[Pao-Lin's eyes widen slightly when she hears a very familiar voice over the journals today. Yet judging from the tone of his questions...]

Hubert? It's me, Pao-Lin. [...] Do you remember me?

You're not really going to get much more than what you see. You're a new feather, huh?

[A small girl replies]

Um, I'm Lymsleia Falenas. Um there are a lot of people here, I don't think everyone will respond.

I'm Ikki! What d'you need, Hubert?

Yes, likewise Atsuro. As for my questions, is it normal to arrive here in white garb and have feathers attached to ones back?

Is that the term for new arrivals?

What am I forgetting?

[He's honestly confused at what she's saying. Is something about his current state of dress and these feathers supposed to trigger any memory?]

I'm afraid I don't recall such a place known as 'Luceti'.

Yes, thank you, Minato. ['-san'? What kind of term is that? Though he doesn't sound mocking in the way he says it so he'll dismiss it for now.] May I ask what this 'Luceti' is like? Is this how everyone is greeted, by being given wings and then stripped of everything? [Doesn't hurt to ask everyone.]

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