1 ~ when did I stop believing in Santa Claus? [audio/action]
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[A teenage boy is extricating himself with some difficulty from having been dumped, or appearing, in the middle of the fountain in the center of the village. He's muttering to himself and clambering out. He's dressed in the generic-enough North High uniform, but of more interest may be what he's saying -- which is picked up by the split-open journal next to him.]
...Really, Haruhi? After all of that, I'm in some other time and place again?! Oh, boy. She really just doesn't stop... Where the hell is it this time?
[Once he gets up and brushes himself off, he can be found staring with slightly less bewilderment than you might expect at his surroundings.]
[A teenage boy is extricating himself with some difficulty from having been dumped, or appearing, in the middle of the fountain in the center of the village. He's muttering to himself and clambering out. He's dressed in the generic-enough North High uniform, but of more interest may be what he's saying -- which is picked up by the split-open journal next to him.]
...Really, Haruhi? After all of that, I'm in some other time and place again?! Oh, boy. She really just doesn't stop... Where the hell is it this time?
[Once he gets up and brushes himself off, he can be found staring with slightly less bewilderment than you might expect at his surroundings.]
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R-Right. Lead the way.
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What size do you use? Don't worry about the cost, everything is free in this village so just grab whatever fits you and you like.
[he'll start looking too, because the store receives clothes from every world present and it always ends being a quest to get something specific.]
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'If I've stumbled onto a hippie commune, well, that would be something new. I guess that's all I can say about that.'
[He does go rummaging around, however. No reason to turn it down. He scans through the racks before finding an outfit that looks pretty similar to his own.]
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[Keiichi looks at the other for a moment.]
Have you noticed what you have on your back yet?
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Do I even want to notice whatever this is?
[Action] - /crawls to bed, more tags tomorrow
[Pause.]
You'll notice it either way the moment you change clothes.
[Action] - night!
[He sighs.]
'People say there's no sense in delaying the inevitable. But if it's inevitable, why not delay it as long as I can?'
[He nevertheless pulls the outfit off the shelf and looks around for someplace to change -- it's starting to get really old, being wet and cold.]
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Hold into that feeling, I bet you're going to think that a lot today.
[He points to where the changers are and waits for the other to be done... Or scream when he notices his wings if he's that type.]
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'Is it bad that my second thought was, It could be worse?'
[Gingerly and awkwardly, he just puts on the new outfit over top, after drying off a bit, and returns.]
I see your point.
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I was sure you would. Now, before anything else, two things. Be careful with those wings, they are extremely sensible, bluntly put a kick to your groin would hurt less than a tug on them. And if they get ripped from your body you die, instantly. If only one does it will regrow with time but you will probably wish you had died meanwhile.
And secondly, I'm Keiichi Maebara, welcome to Luceti, your new residence for the next God-knows-how-many days, weeks, months or years.
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'No, actually, I've learned not to mess with things that I don't know anything about.'
[He shrugs and greets him with a touch of formality.]
Nice to meet you, Maebara. My name's [What's that? A plate fell off the shelf suddenly?]. But most people call me Kyon for some reason.
'Why did I even say that? I could've totally avoided that stupid nickname!'
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[Also the nickname rings a bell but he can't really put it in place.]
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It's just a stupid name my sister spread to everyone I know.
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[It kind of fits.]
Okay, what will be your first question?
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'My first question? Where's Haruhi? Better yet, where's Nagato? Get me out of here! But I suppose that question wouldn't do much good.'
I take it this isn't the old world I was in. I don't suppose you've seen a shortish girl with a yellow headband and a ridiculous attitude?
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You're ahead of it with that assumption, good for you.
[Keiichi chuckles though the description of the girl makes him pause and frown for a second.]
Ah... So that's why your nickname sounded familiar, you know Haruhi Suzumiya, right? Yes, she's trapped here too, Yuki Nagato was here for a while as well but that was months ago, over a year I think, do you know her as well?
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'In fact, that may be one vestige of normality to which I cling. Which is sad. But no time for this. Nagato was here...? But now she's not? Haruhi's trapped here? I should try to call Nagato after this. She should be on my phone if nowhere else, right?'
...Right, we were both roped into the SOS Brigade.
[Which he used to call ridiculous, but these days, he's come to accept openly.]
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[Pause.]
Actually, before anything else, do you want to go to it? To the SOS Brigade headquarters, maybe Haruhi will be there... If not it's still probably a better place to talk and explain things than standing here.
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...All right.
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[He will start to lead the way. Fortunately it's not far so the trip is quite short. Kyon will probably notice the building with the SOS Brigade sign on it the moment they head for it. That's definitively bigger than a classroom club, but not big enough to be a multinational corporation.
Keiichi leads him to the inside, past the front desk and into the meeting room.]
Oi, Haruhi?! Santa Clause brought you an early present!
[Yeep, sorry Kyon but you're an early Christmas present.]
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She looks up absently- oh, Keiichi, she looks back at the laptop, not noticing Kyon yet. She's working on something important okay!!
It's worth noting her hair is being worn a little longer than it would have been back home, even if she's more or less the same age]
Yeah, what's that?
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[He follows them in while looking around. Tea. Board games. Books. All of these things are relatively familiar.]
'It seems Haruhi's taste in decoration tends towards the replication of old patterns. And that's Haruhi, all right. Not like I didn't just see her a few hours ago, so it's not as if it's a surprise.
But something that does look different about her... she's edging towards ponytail territory? I guess I'm not complaining. Well, nothing to be done now, except...'
Yo, Haruhi.
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[Keiichi just chuckles a bit before Kyon makes himself known.]
They threw him to the fountain just now, I brought him here right after he got dry clothes.
[In case she wants to do the explaining or something. Keiichi goes and takes his usual seat at the table, expecting Kyon to take a seat as well.]
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...No way. She looks up from her laptop. And slowly, her eyes get wide, her mouth gapes. Blatant amazement. She stands, quickly, causing the chair she was sitting in (it's a wheely chair) to go flying back into the window/backwall That's- Kyon?! He's here- almost a year later, he's here?! For the first time in years, the real - her - Kyon is here?! She's actually at a loss for words for all of a few seconds]
2/3 I lied
Yes, it's obvious what to do here. she regains her composure and-]
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