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[notrueknight]

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[vertulpen]

[Rude. So he's not very polite back.]

It's miserable.

[notrueknight]

[ Not like he cares. ]

What's so bad about it?

[vertulpen]

For one, being here rather than home.

[notrueknight]

Who took you?

[heardtheangel]

[She stops, eyes widening as the rest of her freezes midway through picking up the morning paper. In her time here, she's not been addressed by many people other than drones who call her Mrs. Goldsmith, and most of the other captives begin their rare addresses her with 'Excuse me, but...'

This, however, is different.

When she turns around and looks at the source of the voice, she nearly drops the newspaper. She recovers herself by looking down very abruptly.]

Forgive me, sir-

[notrueknight]

I'm no ser.

[ Even if he did realize that she wasn't addressing him as a knight, he's still not one for pointless courtesies. ]

I knew a girl like you once. Pretty little bird, saying pretty little things.

[heardtheangel]

[It takes her a moment to overcome her fright and look up at him.]

I'm sorry if I've caused you to recall anything you do not wish to recall.

[notrueknight]

[ He smiles unkindly. With his face, it's not a pleasant sight. ]

You haven't caused me to do anything, girl.

[kuichigiru]

[ this teenager does not look impressed. ]

It's called Mayfield.

[notrueknight]

What land's it in?

[kuichigiru]

The United States.

[notrueknight]

Never heard of it. Is it near the Free Cities?

[notrueknight]

[ He blinks at the stranger's blue-green hair. Strange thing. ]

That's no different. All that changes are the captors.

[notrueknight]

[ He laughs bitterly. ]

I'm talking about the world, boy. What master do you serve?

[desolavi]

[ unsubtly staring at those scars. ]

... lots of new people here these days, huh.

[notrueknight]

Explain.

[desolavi]

You probably woke up in this place all of a sudden. Lots of people are appearing here like that recently.

[notrueknight]

What's going on here?