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[bit_impossible]

[not too long after receiving the picture on his CAT, said device turns on, broadcasting everything, just as the Doctor reaches the northernmost door. he pauses for a moment, reading the sign.]

Wait until I'm called? [he makes a face that says "Not on your life," and barges in--but stops short when he spots the four townspeople waiting by the

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[wind_of_reason]

[Trying to make herself as comfortable as possible in the extravagant room, Fuu is sitting on one of the plush couches, flipping through her journal and intermittently making notes. She occasionally gives the locked door a strange look. It's not a comfortable thought that the Mayor and Resarci are very likely on the other side. But all she can hear from the door is music.]

[She eagerly looks up when anyone enters the room, hoping to gain more news about what has happened to everyone else since coming to the mansion. She is also very willing to warn people about what she has learned.]

[desertdaggers]

[the house has been very distracting, but that's no excuse. Hawk brings pomegrantes anyway, because they seem like the sort of fruit one could make an apology with.

…and getting all the seeds can be distracting.

Hey. [offers her one]

[wind_of_reason]

[Fuu greets him with a bright smile]

Hello! [She takes the offered fruit and with a gesture invites him to take a seat.]

Have you been doing all right? I was a bit worried that the information I'd given you wouldn't be enough for the challenges here...

[desertdaggers]

[sitting down, and taking out a dagger to cut his fruit in half] No, it was quite enough. Thank you.

…I'm afraid I wasn't able to find out much about the back of the bar, though.

[luministimods]

[considering their last encounter, she is rather surprised to see this peace offering from him]

My goodness... [takes the bouquet from him] You have quite the way of apologising to me, Mr. Braxiatel.

[luministimods]

These will do just fine. Thank you, sugar pie. [spares him a small smile]

But I doubt you're here just to apologise, am I right?

Miss Osculia

[desertdaggers]

[approaches with perhaps a little more caution than is necessary, hands just tucked into his sash.] Hello there! How are you doing?

[luministimods]

[gives him a look that is clearly wondering why he would care how she's doing] Well enough, I suppose.

Was there something you needed?

[desertdaggers]

[social niceties, always fun] Good to hear!

I wondered if you'd be able to tell me how it was we came to be here. [waves a hand, meaning to indicate the town generally] How it was us in particular, rather than the mechanics of it.

[luministimods]

As I've told Miss Hououji, I'm afraid you'd have to ask Constantine. You met his specifications, but I don't know why it was all of you in particular. He wanted subjects from different universes, but beyond that, I wasn't given the criteria.

Sheriff Iussus

[desertdaggers]

[Hawk's not sure how much he wants to know about the law here, but he does wonder about a few things, and how much the Sheriff knows, so he approaches him.] Been trapped here as well?

[luministimods]

[he shrugs nonchalantly] Might as well be. All the people I'm responsible for are here. I take it you're not here for small talk though. Tell you what, I'm going to give you ten minutes to ask me what you want to know, then that's that.

[and from the finality in his tone, he means it]

[desertdaggers]

Right to the point! [he'd laugh, but that would take time]

Do you know anything of the decisions made behind who came here? If there's descriptions of our backgrounds, that sort of thing.

[luministimods]

I don't deal in any of that nonsense. From what I heard, the selection process was at random. Sure, there might have been some checking into backgrounds and I was given information on those who might pose a security risk to others in town, but that's it, really. I'm here simply to make sure every one of you is kept alive. And you have been.

[irreversibly]

[After checking on Verita, Xion stands awkwardly on the side, looking remarkably like a wallflower. It seems everyone is here... But they're all off having private conversations. Xion knows how behind on information she is, and it makes her feel... out of place, and rather unhelpful. She wants to know what's been going on, what everyone's discovered, but -- Who does she approach?]

[wind_of_reason]

[Far be it for Fuu to leave Mister Xion looking - and feeling? - like a wallflower! She tries to catch his eye and beckon him over to sit with her on the couch.]

[irreversibly]

[After a moment, Xion moves over to her.] ... hi.

[wind_of_reason]

[Smiles encouragingly] Hi!

Are you doing all right? It feels like we're reaching a climax, doesn't it.