Viridity

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I'll post this weekend.

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Did somebody order a large ham?

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Vata looked thoughtful for a moment as he considered what the other people in the now-crowded room said. He started to recollect what had happened in the castle. The names of the people standing near him were XIII and John, but he didn't believe that the man in the bed had introduced himself to Vata. Putting that thought aside, he decided to address XIII's question.

"Before I woke up at that awful castle, I think I was sitting down at my desk in my home in..." Vata paused, noting that he was not in the same world as the one his home was in. "It doesn't matter, really, none of you would know where that is anyway, considering I at least am not in the same world that I was living in anymore. That aside, is there anywhere less crowded that we could continue this conversation? I know there were other people with us back at the castle, and if they're being held in the same place that we are, they'll probably be drawn towards the sound of us talking. Perhaps we could move out to the hallway? If this really is a holding cell, I don't know if there will be any other choices for us in terms of rooms we could go to."

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One of these days I'll make a post that isn't about when I'll get a post up assuming I don't procrastinate or fail to account for other things.

Unfortunately, that day is not today. I'll try to get a post up tonight.

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It's going well for me this week, classes are starting again.

I think I'll try to get a post up tomorrow.

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Vata woke up, energized and for the first time since he arrived in this world, he felt safe. While he couldn't remember much of what happened between the last thing he could remember in his home and waking up in this bed, what he could remember was not very pleasant. None of that mattered now, since he was warm, safe, and comfortable. Not even stopping to examine the room he got up in, he strolled right out of it. He noticed that he was in a hallway with other rooms in it, with all of their doors open for some reason. It was only then that he realized that the rather comfortable clothes that he was wearing were not his own. While that was somewhat concerning, more concerning was how utterly unfashionable they were. If it wasn't for how comfortable they were, he would consider going back into the room he was in to search for his clothes.

Putting aside that thought, it occurred to him that he had absolutely no idea where he was. Being the incredibly clever person that he was, Vata turned left and walked into the first open door he saw. He was greeted with the sight of a rather unpleasant-looking man lying down in a bed of unfamiliar design with an outfit similar to his own. Shocked by the man's appearance, he was tempted to turn around and leave the room, but perhaps this person would have some idea of where they were.

"Uh, hello. I don't know if we've met before, but my name is Vata."

Vata fidgeted nervously for a moment. He was terrible at introductions, and this was definitely not his best. Trying to salvage the situation, he decided that it would be best to just get to the point.

"Would you happen to know where we are right now, by any chance?"

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Post coming tomorrow

EDIT: In case it isn't clear, Vata just awkwardly introduced himself to Herbert.

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I'll get a post up in the next couple of days.

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I'm not dead yet!

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Vata stood where he was quietly, trying hard not to stare too much at the strange girl with...wings? Judging from what he had learned so far, whatever she was had nothing to do with Blood Shaping, but he could think of no other explanation for her unnatural features. This world was so confusing, so many things seemed somewhat familiar, but at the same time, they were nothing like the world he came from. Again, his thoughts were interrupted by him noticing that somebody was staring at him. It was an enormous man covered in odd markings. Fortunately, Twain seemed to recognize him, apparently the man's name was Icarus. Despite that, Vata was unnerved by the strange man, but decided not to say anything about it. Questions could come later, when they would hopefully be far away from this frozen hell.

When XIII asked where they were, Vata considered responding, but figured that Twain would probably be able to answer that question better than he could. In fact, he was having issues remembering the name of the place they were in. Was it Russiya? Hopefully it wouldn't matter for too much longer, it would be embarrassing if someone actually asked him about it. At least Vata had an excuse, he just got here about an hour ago.