exsilium | First || Text -> Video

[Sora isn’t exactly the greatest with computers. Really, it’s a miracle he’s figured out how to type a message at all, though ‘type’ is a loose term. The hunt and peck may or may not be attributed to suspicion that this little electronic device might eat him ~~like the last one did~~. He's followed along with the whole introduction to the Initiative and doesn't seem to concerned about it - kinda normal for him, really - so he's just inside the housing building trying to figure this piece of junk out.

We're so sorry, Exsilium.]

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[It’s at this point that, since it’s clear mashing enter isn’t about to accomplish anything, he’s inspecting the little device, pressing this key and that key and moving the scroll and it’s only by a stroke of luck he discovers (accidentally) the video function. When it comes on, it’s showing an awesome view of… the upper corner of the ceiling. Currently inspecting the underside of the keyboard portion of the device while holding it above his head, he’s muttering to himself.]

What’s this thing even do? It looks kinda small for a computer. [The shot of the ceiling blurs as he shakes it, and then the world turns upside down to show a pair of very bright and very intense blue eyes.]

Oh, now it’s doing something. Uh. Hey, Tron. You in there? Or… another program… guy. Promise I won’t bite. Can you help me out? I’m looking for a friend— See, his name’s Riku and we got separated and then I showed up here. He—

Er. Hello?

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There are a lot of people that got pulled in from different worlds here, but no one still doesn't seem to know how it's being done or why other than the fact that they want us to fight. They don't seem to want to give us a lot of information.

[ Which still troubles Fayt, if he were completely honest. The lack of information is what caused bad things to happen in his world in the first place. Withholding important things until it was too late, he wonders if the people realize that here. ]

Well, if they brought us here they can send us back, right? They shouldn't keep people here that don't want to be here, but if we help them fix things then we all can go home.

[That's how he's used to it working, anyway.]

If only it were that simple.

[ More than anything, he wants everyone to go back if they don't want to stay here, but realistically speaking, there's a slim chance of that happening any time soon if the way things are going is anything to go by. ]

I don't think things will be fixed up as quickly as everyone hopes it will be. And going on the missions themselves won't be easy on others, either.

[...Which are both good points, especially since Fayt's been around longer to know. Sora doesn't really want to worry about how long it'll be before he gets to finally go home right this second, though, so he's shrugging off the thought.]

I guess for now we'll just do our best. I'll see what the missions are like for myself soon enough anyway.

Yeah.

[ Though he doesn't want someone so young to have to deal with the fighting and such, he knows that the Initiative won't be listening to any sort of protest any of them may have about it. And if Sora is best friends with Riku, then there's a chance that he'd been fighting for a couple of years as well. At least he has experience in that regard, but still. ]

I just hope it won't be like the last mission, but I doubt it since all they really want from us is to fight for them.

...What happened on the last mission?

[ Bloodshed. Utter slaughter. Dead bodies by the hundreds, possibly more.

It's an image he's seen before but that doesn't make it any easy to swallow. ]

A lot of fighting, senseless fighting that I wish could have been avoided. But that's what happens when there's a war, I guess.

[Fayt's surprisingly good at phrasing things in a way that makes Sora unsure of himself.]

If we don't fight then nothing will change, though, right? Isn't that how it works?