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[miiracles]

[ With Rika being reluctant, the transmission is silent at first. She has to remind herself that there are others like her that have a dead end fate. It's not like home, not like when her own parents refused to take her words seriously.

When she speaks up, her tiny voice is carried across the feed. She sounds sullen and tired. ]

After this war is won, if everyone is returned to their respective worlds, what will happen to those who don't have a future back home? If we were a corpse in the ground, is that what we'd return to being? [ In Rika's case, there aren't many futures left for her. She believes she might as well be dead already. ]

Or is that a question that has yet to be answered with complete certainty? I'm sorry if it has been asked before, but I would like to know.

...If there's a small chance, even a one percent chance that I can reunite with the people most precious to me in this world, then... I think I would prefer to stay here and wait for them.

[ It hasn't happened for her yet, but there's still a little bit of hope in her. And, she's beginning to feel awkward about bringing this sort of subject up. ] ...I'm sorry again if I've said anything strange.

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[He hadn't precisely planned on interacting on the network -- besides his unfamiliarity with his computer and inability to type properly, Kariya is also wary of making his presence too well-known.

He hasn't confirmed the presence of other Masters, Servants or magi here, after all.

There's something about the small voice that tugs on his heart, though. He finds himself pecking out a reply before he realizes it.]

that would be poor reward for service
they may not completely understand their own technology but if the initiative has come as far as it is said they have then there must be a way for them to grant your wish
you're not alone in it

[He stares at the last line for a long time. He hadn't realized it was a possibility until it was written. If Sakura came here-- He tries not to think about it for now.]

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[miiracles]

[ Not alone? ] ...Do you share the same wish?

The Initiative can send us to certain timelines for their missions, yet they still have no way to control who leaves or arrives. It's all random chance. How long will it be until that changes?

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i can't say yet
it hasn't been long enough
but i

[He hesitates for a very long time. Even he isn't sure how to put this. In for a penny, though, in for a pound.]

if so, the transports will make it so if we have to
if that's the only way

[If it's a little incoherent, it's because he's fighting with himself at the same time.]

[miiracles]

"Hasn't been long enough"?

The Transports are hardly doing anything. [ Though, she's not sure if that's what he meant. The text is a little incoherent. ] I'm not sure what you're trying to get at.

[itsmagicallydelicious]

[This one takes a while to come through.]

i'm sorry
i meant that i don't know enough about exsilium yet to say for myself
as for the randomness of initiative technology
there should be something we can do

[From all the absurdity he's seen so far; human or otherwise, he refuses to believe that's a vain hope.]

[miiracles]

How long have you been here? Exsilium is a world torn by war, but even knowing that... I think it's better to be trapped here, fighting alongside the people you care about.

[ But none of them are here for her. Not yet. ]

Something we can do? Like what? Why hasn't anyone figured anything out yet? Is anyone even doing anything... or maybe there's nothing else we can do?

[itsmagicallydelicious]

i've just arrived
my war is at home
along with the people i care about

[There's a lengthy pause in between.]

this may be a better place for them

if humans can do what the initiative did
then surely
the transports can do more