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[rygdea]

[At first, there was nothing but silence. No static, no grainy feed, and not even a view of the New Feather who owned this journal. It was as if the journal was in the middle of a soundless void. That is until a loud frustrated growl ruins this silence, followed by a few curses too foul to say around your little ones.]

Where the heck am I!?

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[Voice]

[rygdea]

[He sighed once he heard this kid's reply.]

Tell me something I don't know, like the name of this place or maybe why I'm here. Information is kind of scarce.

[Voice]

[rygdea]

WHOA! Run that by me again! What's this about scientists and tests? I didn't sign up for this.

[Voice]

[rygdea]

The Malnosso?

[Aw, hell! It's like the fal'Cie crap all over again, minus the purges and PSICOM, of course.]

What kind of experiments? Don't tell me they're going to cut us open while we sleep.

[Voice]

[rygdea]

[He scoffed at the 'yet' part.] Then let's hope we don't hear anythin' like that, kid.

Got a name?

[Voice]

[rygdea]

You sure about that? Ya sound like a teenager, barely scratchin' fifteen.

[Voice]

[rygdea]

[Even if that's true, Rygdea wouldn't believe him.] That's what all kids say.

Anyway, are you from this city? Someone told me earlier that no one is from Luceti, but rather everyone comes here instead.

[Voice]

[rygdea]

[He decides to keep the teasing at a minimum now.]

No answers at all? Damn, it's like a dead end here.

[Voice]

[rygdea]

Are you claimin' these idiots just want to help us? I don't buy it!