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It's so surreal to think that there is no escape. My home could be in peril, mortal danger, but with any luck General Beatrix has it handled. And Zidane...
[Looks slightly distraught, biting her lip.] I should rest. All this talk of sleep and bruises though it's rather bothersome. It's eerie isn't it ( Read more... ) -
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This seems to be rather odd. Children? This doesn't appear to be...a good sign. I do hope they are all fairing well.
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[Have a giggling Garnet, sitting on her bed. This wasn't normal, but at least it is nice.]Well I'm not quite sure what's so funny but the room is at least cozy. Nothing like home but the bed was always far too large anyway. Perhaps this isn't too dreadful after all especially considering the rooming circumstances. Trucy if you need any sort of ( Read more... ) -
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How queer. I've never heard of losing ones memories in such a manner. Sir Fratley seemed to suffer from amnesia however it seems here there is a way to cure it. I'm sure Dr. Tot would possess such knowledge or at least a document detailing a sort of answer to this dilemma. If only there was a way to try and contact him ( Read more... ) -
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A...church? I don't quite recall ever leaving the castle. Perhaps I should inquire those around here as to where I am. I could have sworn I was in my own bed the previous night...
[Second level, she's walking down the street in her dress approaching people and asking about information.]I've never heard of such a place before... What of Alexandria ( Read more... )