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[At first, when your SFC clicks on, all that can be seen is blue--the blue of the ocean above the barrier. The video seems to be...rocking back and forth, slowly, and the gentle slap slap slap of what might be...small waves...? against something can be heard.

A long pause.

Then the video shifts and changes before settling on a young man who seems to be...lying down, holding the SFC up, peering at it.

A red light...?]

...It's recording...?

[A puzzled (and slightly soggy) blink, and he begins to sit up.]

Why am I on a boat--

[Too late. His sitting up tilts the small boat off balance.

Tilting--

Splash!

...oops.

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[He doesn't drown, thankfully. He can swim, and he'll just be looking a liiiiittle wetter than usual as he sits on the bank of the lake and looks at the starfish.

...Someone who knows his name?]

Ah...hello. Have we met?

[Minato doesn't remember him...

but it's okay.

it's not like that they can't be friends again.]

[Red takes a small breath and a moment to pause—]

[and when he relifted his head, a renewed smile is on him now]

... Well, now we did. I'm Red.

Well, since you already seem to know my name, I suppose I don't have to repeat it.

[A light smile.]

It's nice to meet you, Red-san.

It's nice to meet you, too... [Minato hasn't changed. that smile only got better now///]

Minato, can you tell if you happen to be at the park? [he can't think of any other place in the city that has water... or possibly the forest bubble, but...]

[He's glad that apparently, whatever he said managed to make that smile less sad. That's always good news. And he blinks, looking around, before turning his attention back to the SFC.]

It looks like a park, yes. Is it the only one in this place?

[Even as he speaks, he'll be migrating over to a park bench now. Far more comfortable.]

It is. It seems like a big city, but you get used to it. [especially if you stay here long enough ;_;]

Everyone has evacuated, though. We have a current crisis. I can explain when you get to the shelter.

I'll lead you to the safe house, if you want me to.

[He nods, indicating his understanding, before pausing.]

...Wouldn't you be in danger as well, then?

Don't worry about me. I can take care of myself.

Besides, the sun is still out. The crisis is involved with the night time. We'd better hurry before then.

...All right. I'd be grateful for your help, then.

[A bit of a smile.]

I'll wait here for you, since you seem to know your way around.

Staying here for a while does that to anyone... I'll be there soon, then!

[he smiled right back, then clicked off the transmission for now with a small wave]

[And, true to his word, here he is! He's fiddling with the SFC some, in a bit of curiosity, as well as looking around at times curiously.

Hmmm. 'A while'. It was a little ominous, leaving him wondering how long Red had been trapped here.

And, of course, there was the entire question of how he knew him already, but that was something that could be addressed later.

Mm. Yawn.]

[Red eventually arrived, propping what seems to be a small basket with him.]

Minato... [he smiled out in personal greeting first, observing his friend as he did. it's been such a while... it feels nice to see him again.]

Ah. Hello, Red-san.

[A smile in return! There are worse ways to be transported into a mysterious world or kidnapped or something, it's true. So Minato is not looking too concerned.]

Thank you for coming out of your way.

Don't worry... It's nothing. [Red took out a towel from the basket, then offered it to Minato]

There are clothes you can change into at the shelter. And this basket is for you. [he lifted it up to show its contents - there are two brochures (an information one and the other is a map originally done by Akina) as well as a small packed lunchbox.]

[That was...rather unexpected, not that he'll turn away any of this. He blinks down at the basket, before smiling.]

Thank you.

[And he stands.]

If it happens at night, we should probably start moving.

[...though--]

Is it obvious when it is night down here?

Ehe... [it seems that his first welcome basket is a success///] You're welcome.

And not when you're not used to it. But over time, you'll be able to tell the temperature differences. It's also a lot darker at night.

You can always check the time on the SFC, too. Each of us have one upon arrival. No one knows why, though. [turning now!] Let's go now, okay?

Ah. Got it.

[It seems he will just need to get used to all of this, then. And he stands to follow!]

Lead the way.

[And once they start walking, he'll ask--]

Have you been here long, Red-san?

Yes. Seven months now.

... It's really bizarre when I think of it. But maybe time just passes too fast.

[...He really can't stay here that long. He has a decision he has to make in 15 days--

But he simply nods.]

That is a long time. Does everyone stay that long?

No... I've been one of the longest. But even then, there are others who have stayed here longer than me.

I'm sorry. I know that it is hard to take. I felt that way, too. But this is what's happening...

However, if it makes it better - the time in your home is not the same as this place. Because Vatheon, this city, is in a different dimension entirely. Recently, someone from my world came. But to him, it's as if I never left.

[...um what. Even for him, that is a little difficult to wrap his brain around.]

...Then are we still in our own worlds as well as here, or does time stop in our own worlds?

I don't know. But this is what happened to me:

Last month, my friend arrived. And to him, he last saw me two months ago. When I found that out, I immediately knew that our time gap with each other is too big. I've been in Vatheon for six months that time... I haven't seen him in eight months.

...I see. So either way, it is as if we aren't gone back home, is that correct?

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