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[There's an audible tapping while Alvin configures his netbook, though the video feed doesn't flicker on just yet. He's debating whether to stick to audio and simply jump straight to video. He's been around for ten days, but decided against introducing himself. At least until he's made certain nobody from his home world is present.

After snooping around old network posts however, he's rather certain nobody he knows is here, and that's why the video finally clicks on. There's a man sitting on the other side of the feed, brown hair, a friendly smile. Maybe some of you have spoken to him already.]

Wow, time sure does fly here. Think it's about time I formally introduced myself. I'm Alvin. [He salutes, smile widening.] Worked as a mercenary back where I originally came from. Guess those're skills that'll be put to good use at some point, huh?

I've got a fair enough idea of how things work around here. The last place I was at expected outsiders to fight their war too. Think I kinda like this place better though. I mean, unless the sun and moon have faces on them here, too.

[There's a momentary pause and Alvin goes over what he'd just said, his eyes darting off screen for several moments.] They don't, right?

[Because uhh, yeah, it was creepy.]

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The last place you were at?

Yep. I was in a city out in the middle of a desert. Death City. The war was against witches there, if I recall correctly. [He does.] M'here now though. Lucky me, right?

Something about it interest you?

... Yes. You mean another world? That you were pulled to? That you came to from your own world?

Yeah. [A bit quieter, more serious.] It's sorta mind blowing to know that there's another place out there doing pretty much the same thing. War's everywhere.

Mmm... you think that's common? For people to go through other worlds before getting here?

I can't be the first, that's for sure. Hell, maybe you've been somewhere else before too, but they've just... tampered with your memory. I wouldn't be surprised in a place that accommodates time travel.

Mm. [Well, it would be lying to just leave it out now.] No. I know I've been elsewhere before.

[That actually stops him for a second or two.] The same place? Death City? Or somewhere different?

Different places. Three times.

[Well shit.]

So what, you've just been yanked from war to war? No rest for the wicked, yeah, I get that, but that sounds like it's a bit much.

[A pause.]

Do you want to go home?

[Dry.] It's the most awful luck, right?

Not war to war, anyway. It was kind of different in every place. [...] I'm not sure I think my home actually existed.

The worst.

What makes you say that?

I've been in places that manipulated memories... this isn't very pleasant to talk about. Or make people think about.

Keeping it all to yourself won't do you a world of good either. They say it's easier if you let it out. As one other person who's been to another world, I'll lend an ear if you need it.

I don't mind sharing or speculating... but it's upset people before to have the idea brought up.

Not like they can be blamed. [There's a slight pause, as if he's about to pursue the topic further, but he changes his mind.]

You were saying before that you're not sure your home ever existed. You really believe that?

I'd be really happy to be wrong on that, don't get me wrong. But one of the worlds I was in before had these games you'd play where they'd replace your whole past... and you wouldn't be able to tell the difference while you were playing them. What if it's something like that?

Well. Depending upon which way you're doing the looking at it, the moon has always got a face on it. Unless of course the face is really a rabbit.

[He grins.]

I'm not sure if it was a rabbit, but I can assure you, that moon definitely had a face. And a bad case of gingivitis, to boot.

Ach, such scandal, a public figure like the moon letting itself go like that. As to the sun, I am told on good medical authority that to look straight at it is not good for the eyes. If it has a face, I've never seen it.

[ Wait, what. A polite person would probably introduce themselves first, but Sayaka needs to ask about this right now. ]

They had faces? Seriously? [ She's seen some weird things, but that might just take the cake. ] How the heck does that even work?

Do you make a hobby of being kidnapped into warfare?

I don't think I've ever seen the sun and the moon with faces on them before! That's not normal, right?

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Sorry about the delay. Work ate me up.

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