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[There are several things that this avatar is used to. Being surrounded by cold things is certainly not one of them, even if he'd been frozen at some point before and knew it was possible due to Sora if he didn't have the correct charm on at the time. What he also isn't used to is waking up in extreme cold without his coat on or with something on his back brushing against him in an attempt for warmth. At least it seemed warmer to him.

But why is everything black? Did his optics still have bugs in them?

N o p e. Moving and making the snow cocoon break around him makes him realize that whoever decided that this was funny, making a person made of what he is, thought it would be hilarious for him to wake up inside a snowman. It's also just his luck that he trips over a familiar-shaped object before falling backwards into the fountain. Ow... This is just the wake-up he needed right now.

...Wait. This isn't the virtual Hollow Bastion.] Where...?

[That's when he notices the journal nearby, and he blinks at it. It would be far too much of a paradox for a journal to be inside a journal, and this is definitely not-

He tentatively picks it up and skims through it, seeing none of the messages that he'd left for the others to find, but others appearing on the pages as the either spoke or wrote down their thoughts. ...This was peculiar to say the least, but if this was a sort of communication device... Sigh. He begins writing.]

So it was possible...

If anyone actually does see this, would you inform me of where exactly this location is? I'm aware that my world was connected to another, but this is much different than what was previously recorded. Is there a way to return?

[...Heh. Journal using a journal. Maybe after his teeth stop chattering he'll laugh about it. S-s-so c-c-cold... Where is his coat-? Wait...]

...And I'm guessing it's completely normal to wake up with wings. [Oh, the sarcasm. What the glitch?]

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[After just a few moments, writing begins the fill the pages that isn't Riku's. It's tidy and neat, small to fit more on a page, and decidedly feminine.]

I see your entry. This is called Luceti. The wings are given to all of us who come here. They seem to help integrate us into the systems and magic and languages represented here. Sometimes people are returned home, but no one is sure how to do it on their own yet. They're sent back just like they're brought here.

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[Well, at least he seemed to get through to someone. To be honest, he's rather baffled as to how he got out as it is. ...And he is definitely guessing this is a female person he is now writing to. Internalizing this new data, he begins to write back.]

Luceti... It seems like a rather strange area, to put it lightly. Is there anything else you can tell me about this place?

[...He apologizes for the shaky handwriting. Kind of cold, over here.]

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[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

You were brought here by people or beings known as the Malnosso. They brought us here for their own reasons, and should be considered an enemy.

[Sorry - well not really - she doesn't consider them beneficial no matter how many 'good' things they've claimed to do. Not when they're doing, well, this.]

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[Malnosso... Another unfamiliar group.]

Is it wrong to make a guess that they haven't mentioned anything as to why?

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[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

Nothing that I would trust.

[A blunt answer; and yet how can she trust someone who begins by kidnapping her, and others, who do what they wish without consultation or consent?]

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I see. What can you tell me about the Malnosso, other than your mistrust?

[He can understand that very well, considering the events that transpired shortly before his... "arrival," if we wish to use terms his friends would prefer. But still, he'd rather collect as much data as he can before ever jumping the gun.]

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What sort of information are you looking for?

[She has no real qualms about explaining what she knows; but a start point will help her tailor it to what he wants to know.]

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[...Is that. Is that someone busting out of a snowman?

Riku here was really just trying to mind his own business. Now he's kinda baffled.]

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[...Yes. Yes, it very much is. And not just anyone, but... it looks like an even younger version of yourself who seems... rather cold and disoriented.

Wat do.]

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[...Continue staring? Because there's no way this can be his replica, but...

Okay, fine. He'll. Awkwardly approach the strange double.]

Hey.

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[...The awkwardness just escalated slightly. The double blinks when he hears an older version of his own voice, still shaking off some of the snow from his body. Ice he'd seen thanks to Sora being frozen several times in the datascape, but- then he saw just who was approaching. Was that... Was that really the true thing? Then that meant... |

No, he really couldn't help but recognize Riku no matter what, and it's surprising as well considering the last he knew, he was just recovering from one mess after another. So much for gathering data on this new location first, and searching for those he'd know or have some idea about soon after. One thing he did find out, though: He was not in Kansas the datascape, anymore. That in itself is rather... overwhelming, and it's just sheer irony that the real deal finds him first.

So really, don't mind the same facial expression being mirrored. He's just as surprised as you are.]

Hey. ["-yourself" seemed a bit too ironic. Huh. If he wasn't so surprised, he might have actually felt honored for even getting a chance to meet one of the real-life counterparts. Blink... faint smirk. Judging by the reaction, Mickey never said there was another with his appearance somewhere.] I guess this is just as much of a shock to you as it is to me.

[You know, minus waking up partially frozen in the real world for the first time. Brrrr...]

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You could say that.

[He puts his hands on his hips and continues to look his double over.]

You just get here?

[Kind of a dumb question, but this guy's attitude is totally different from the replica's, and he's definitely younger than the two of them now.]

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[Younger in more ways than just the physical appearance, really. He crosses his arms, both in an attempt to keep warm and to subconsciously guard himself.]

You could say that.

[Deadpan. Wasn't it obvious enough?]

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[It's very. Bizarre to see someone's writing be so formal, but then see that said someone shares a face that's very, very familiar.]

Completely normal for Luceti. Which is this place. Unfortunately there isn't a recorded way of returning just yet.

What world are you from?

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[Bizarre for her, but completely normal for him. What was odd was seeing Kairi older, but then... this was the real world, wasn't it? Not the virtual reality he was created and chosen from. He studies the writing for the longest time, blinking at the one question that was posed. Which world?

Then something pained him--guilt? It sounded about right, due to a murmured apology even though he knows if Sora could hear it, he'd be faced with a Keyblade being shook at him or worse. Still, how to answer a question like this...]

Depends on how you look at it, and the answers you seek.

[He'll now be spending the next few days worrying about how Mickey and Sora figure out the riddles of his world on their own. Enjoy the beating around the bush for a moment while he's still mentally reeling from being sucked out of the datascape...but at least he means no harm by dodging the question?]

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[By this point, Kairi is probably the oldest of the Destiny Trio at eighteen, thanks to Luceti's time. She's taking her time though in answering because she's not sure how this Riku's going to respond to her.]

Riku? [And that's all she's going to write for a few moments.] I'm looking at it as someone familiar with the different worlds you've been to. Let's try this. What's the last world you remember being in?

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[Oh, Luceti. Messing with our times and such like no ones business. At least he takes the calm and analytical approach, as usual exempting the cases someone or something he cares for is threatened.]

Sorry. Not quite. [...It was like the time with those four all over again, except this time... he was the confused one, too. Albeit for a different reason.]

The last one? [She can probably see the faint hint of a smirk before it fades completely into a somewhat guilty look as he writes.] ...A simulated Hollow Bastion.

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[Oh...so this pretty much opens up a whole new world here.]

...oh. [If he's calling it Hollow Bastion and not the Garden, then that means...] Well, you're here now. I don't know if that's much better for you, but it's something.

What do you mean 'not quite' though?

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More perplexing than anything else, really.

[He pauses, looking at the writing for longer than he probably should. If he's guessing correctly, and he doubts Sora and Riku's memories within the journal are wrong... The journal probably picked up an amused 'heh' as he messes with the encryption settings.]

Until recently, I would have said that I'm just 0's and 1's that look like him, but now I'm not so sure.

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[Being the residential lurker curious boy that he is, Roxas was out today just doing some reconnaissance to see if anything's changed.

Apparently, what's changed is someone bursting through a snowman and falling straight into the freezing water of the fountain.

And then. And then he sees just who that someone is.]

Another one?

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[And here he thought it was his job to lurk, but he supposes that being a newcomer is an exception to this.

So don't mind him, shivering from his first real taste of cold. Being only data a few short moments ago was one thing. Being data in the form of an islander was another.

He also heard that, Roxas.]

...What-? [looking up, seeing the Keyblade wielder... Oh, sweet firewalls. What is going on?! "Another" meant there were morel If he implied only the real Riku he'd understand, but that sounded suspiciously like there's more than just him...]

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...okay better question, how'd you get in there? [Gesturing to the remains of the snowman. Sorry man, your question's going to have to wait.]

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How would I know? [Seriously, he's as clueless about that as you are. Shivering, he pulls himself out of the fountain. Just. His. Luck.]

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[Shrug. Okay, fair enough. He's just going to monitor him a little more.] So...who are you?

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Would you believe me if I told you? [Because who/what he really is? Yeah, kind of unreal... Also, pretty cold, here.]