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[immamartillo]

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[ It's been over a week since Firo arrived in Luceti. Most of that time was spent in a frantic search for some way out; he refuses to believe he's truly trapped. Even if people were right when they said time froze back home, the fear that they were wrong and simple homesickness were driving him crazy.

But days of frantic searching and

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[Voice]

[mistlegacy]

I think just about everyone has tried attacking that barrier at one point or other. I've personally thrown every spell I know at it, and...nothing. Not even a scratch.

[Voice]

[immamartillo]

[ He's too focused on the barrier to fully register the fact that she said 'spells.' He can't hide his disappointment. ]

Not at all? What about somethin' like explosives?

[Voice]

[mistlegacy]

I've tried something similar to that, already. It has no effect. Even more fun, whatever you send at it has a chance of rebounding.

...I'm Rydia Highwind, one of the volunteers at the Welcome Center. Ask whatever you like, and I'll do my best to explain.

[Voice]

[immamartillo]

Seems like they really got everything covered...

Nice meetin' you, Rydia. I'm Firo, like I said before. What's the Welcome Center?

[ He's been running around in the forest too much to have learned anything about the village. ]

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[ever_deceptive]

[Yeager, who's taken up lurking around downtown himself, happens to notice the dazed-looking man--and in particular, his fixation with the weapons shop. A newbie? Must be. Perhaps he hasn't quite grasped how things work around here. He approaches him with a friendly smile, as not to alarm him.]

Looking for something?

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[immamartillo]

[ Firo's too busy staring at what may or may not be his knife to notice Yeager's approach. He jumps and inwardly curses himself for not paying enough attention. ]

I'm just... Somethin' looked kinda familiar.

[ He shouldn't get too excited. Knives are a dime a dozen, it's not surprising there's one that resembles his so strongly, is it? ]

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[ever_deceptive]

It could be yours. This is where the Malnosso put whatever weapons you had on you when you were transported to Luceti.

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[immamartillo]

Seriously?

[ His hand darts out to pick it up and he looks at it carefully. The hilt fits perfectly into his hand, just as he remembers it. ]

How come they take 'em away if they're just gonna give 'em back later?

[voice]

[ruinedhiswish]

Geez, I'm not happy about being trapped here either, but what's wrong with you? There's no need to be that rude! [says you, Iria.]

[voice] Why, hello there :D

[immamartillo]

You call that bein' rude? It's just honesty!

[voice] Hi :D

[ruinedhiswish]

No, I'm pretty sure it's called being rude.

[voice] :D <3

[immamartillo]

You know what's also rude? Callin' somebody out without even introducin' yourself.

[ Even though he does this all the time. ]

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[lost_pig_boy]

[And this little piggy just crashed through a wall you were near. He, seemingly unharmed. This was normal though. Ryoga was tired though, he always exerted too much energy.]

Damn it where am I?

[In the only village within the barrier, Ryoga.]

[immamartillo]

[ Even at his most alert Firo would not be expecting such a dramatic entry. In his current state, he's even more startled. ]

What the-?

[ He takes a few stumbling steps back. ]

What the hell?

[lost_pig_boy]

[If that was surprising, than Firo was in for some treats later on... As far as Luceti goes.]

You! [Yes, you.]

Could you tell me where I am.

[immamartillo]

...Me?

[ Maybe this guy's new; Firo winces in sympathy. ]

It's a place called Luceti.