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Who: Charlie and anyone!
Where: Throughout the mansion
When: Feb 2nd & 3rd.
Rating: M
Summary:After the first day, Charlie ventures out of her room.
The Story:
Once she took one step outside her room, she immediately regretted it. There's a longing look over her shoulder at her door, but she inhales and moves down the hallway.
See, staying in her room, keeping to herself, that's the way to stay safe. It just feels wrong, leaving everyone else to the whims of the mansion and not even trying to help. During the 'armor adventure', as she likes to refer to it, she'd just locked herself up and rode out the event.
Armed with nothing but her brains (and maybe a handgun she asked her closet for - just in case, you know), she sneaks through the halls, looking for anyone else or, even better, a group of people she can stick with.
Strength in numbers and all that.
Where: Throughout the mansion
When: Feb 2nd & 3rd.
Rating: M
Summary:After the first day, Charlie ventures out of her room.
The Story:
Once she took one step outside her room, she immediately regretted it. There's a longing look over her shoulder at her door, but she inhales and moves down the hallway.
See, staying in her room, keeping to herself, that's the way to stay safe. It just feels wrong, leaving everyone else to the whims of the mansion and not even trying to help. During the 'armor adventure', as she likes to refer to it, she'd just locked herself up and rode out the event.
Armed with nothing but her brains (and maybe a handgun she asked her closet for - just in case, you know), she sneaks through the halls, looking for anyone else or, even better, a group of people she can stick with.
Strength in numbers and all that.
clearly this is the perfect time for Charlie and Souji to meet
Also, a guy needs to eat non-closet-food.
So he's in the kitchen drinking coffee. At least for now, that room is safe from statue-aliens, so he's making the most of it.
He is clearly still a teenager--he's been lucky enough not to run into one of the angels without being able to escape, though he's pretty sure that was a closer call than it seemed like at the time, after hearing Martha's explanation of the things on the network.
the best time! :D
Walking into the kitchen, she actually doesn't see him until she's through the door and heading straight for the fridge for something to snack on. All this nervous energy has her starving but she comes to a halt when she sees him.
"Oh. Hi!" She sounds pretty cheerful considering the situation going on in the mansion, but she's yet to run across any of these angel statues yet and it's got her confident. "Didn't even see you there. Guess when I've got food on the brain I've a one track mind."
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"No worries. There's coffee, if you want any." He nods to the pot on the counter.
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Not that anyone asked her to, but it feels like something she should do. Look for people to help out, even if helping involves yanking them down a hallway and hiding together.
"Have you run into any of them yet?" She asks as she starts hunting up a mug. There's something oddly familiar about him, but she can't quite place it just yet. Then again, most of the people she's met here have pinged that part in her brainspace lately.
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If they're as fast as he's heard, it would be difficult to run from them. He could hide around a corner, but then no one would be looking at the thing and then what?
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While her instincts would tell her to turn tail and run, she knows that just isn't an option. She's just glad she hasn't run into one yet.
"Same here. I'd probably shake a lot," she jokes, turning around to face him. "I'm just glad they aren't here for the long haul."
As she takes a sip, her eyes narrow a bit as she tries to place him. It would be easier to ask out loud, but where's the fun in that? Plus, it's a good distraction from the statues apparently coming to life and aging people in the mansion.
"Have you been around the mansion long?"
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Three years.
That's pretty depressing.
"You haven't been here long, have you?" He only vaguely recognizes her.
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"Three years, you are now the current Wonderland champion." She gives him a sympathic smile as she takes another sip of her coffee. "Everyone else has been a year or a handful of months."
And his question makes her sigh a bit, leaning against the counter. "Not this time. From what I've heard on the grapevine, this isn't my first trip around. Or my second." It makes her uncomfortable to think about it, since she can't remember a thing about any of her other trips. "Does that happen a lot? Peeps going home and coming back later, not remembering their jail time here?"
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"A few people from my world have. They never remembered a thing." And some of them had been back more than once.
Souji sits back again, into a more characteristic slouchy posture. "But some people who leave and come back do remember. They're usually not gone for long, though."
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"You know, I kinda recognize you." And she can't help herself from saying it, the words spilling before she can stop herself. "That's been happening a lot, too, except I don't really know the people. Just of them."
Convoluted much? It's how she rolls.
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Midnight Channelstrange broadcasts at home had worked.It's unlikely that they share a home world, though--or, if they happened to, it's unlikely that they would have actually met there. Maybe there's a chance he becomes famous in the future and that's how she knows of him?
Nah, probably not. That wouldn't explain this being an ongoing occurrence for her.
"Where do you recognize them from?"
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Granted, she'd already met Sam and Dean Winchester before she read the Supernatural books, but she still counts it.
While she's talking, she's tapping her temple, trying to jumpstart her memory when she nails it and snaps her fingers, pointing at him.
"Video game!" Well, that clarifies things. "I mean, that's where I think I've seen you before. Persona, it's a RPG from Japan."
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"An RPG?" He's played a few video games in his day, but the term RPG makes him thinks of knights and quests and dragons.
Then it occurs to him that he has a dragon Persona on him right now. That puts things a bit more in perspective.
Still, it's not something he ever expected to hear.
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Kinda too late for that now, but he doesn't seem like he's about to question his reality or anything....yet. Ah, crap, she really should watch it from now on.
"Yeah, one of those role playing video games. Take control of a protagonist, go through all kinds of shenanigans, beat a final boss kind of thing." Now that she's talking about the game, she's remembering things like what she'd named her protagonist (the first go around was Bilbo, just for funsies). "Usually there are a bunch of secret quests or social things you can do like....uh...friendships."
Romances is what she was about to say, but telling this guy that she basically played the game over and over to get every 'romantic' option seems super weird.
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Of course, a bit of skepticism does worm its way in, so as a bit of a test, he asks, "Then you know what made him do it?"
If it was really a video game--for her anyway--then surely she must know who the real culprit was.
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"I know what happens." She says a little uncertainly, still treading carefully. "Do you really want me to tell you? I always got the feeling knowing your own future is a recipe for all kinds of disaster."
Though he wouldn't remember it when he went home, would he? She knows that leaving Wonderland involves more memory shenanigans than she thought possible.
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"It was all over when I got here." He mutters, looking at the table top. He's not so interested anymore in testing her, but considering the possibilities if she's not mistaking him for a video game character who happens to look like him.
After a minute, he musses his hair as though to wipe the worry out of his mind and looks at her again.
"Did you like the game?"
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"Yeah, actually." She offers a smile before she finishes her drink, dumping the mug into the sink and wincing at the clatter it makes. Oops. "Sorry about that. It was pretty good. Been a while since I picked it up, but overall A plus."
There's a special place in her heart reserved for jprgs. Which seems like a super weird thing to actually say out loud.
"And I promise I didn't give you any silly names or anything." Her days of naming protagonists things like 'Dongs' ended when she was fifteen.
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"I'm Souji."
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She's remembering James trying to get by with calling her Ms. Bradbury. Never.
"Does it weird you out? Knowing the whole game thing." She's curious - for science!
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"...A little. But I'm curious about it too--about how similar it is."
That does make him think of something else though and he straightens up.
"Is there another game? One before mine?"
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"Oh, yeah. There's a whole series!" Charlie has to think back a little, though, because it's been a while. "I think yours was called just Persona 4. The other games aren't directly tied to each other, so it's not like the previous char- er, people, are people you know."
Or maybe he does, who knows? "They're also a spin off of another game series. There are movies and even an anime that came out."
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"The one before me--he's got blue hair, and wears headphones? He's been here before. And the girl-him has been too."
He tries to push his hair over to the side to look like Minato's. It is not very successful, and his bangs slide right back into place when he moves his hand away.
"Is it weird meeting people who aren't real where you're from?"
That wording is purposeful--his world is very real, after all. It just happens to also be represented in a video game in her world...somehow. He can't help wondering if someone in her world has the power to see into other worlds.
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His question has her pondering, and the Weeping Angels in the mansion seem a million miles away to her. Charlie gnaws on her lower lip as she asks herself - is it weird?
"Not really." Her imagination has always run wild, so it's not a hard situation to get used to. "It's actually kinda rad. Guess it depends on the person, but I'm all about meeting people from different worlds. Especially from places I already know about!"
And any personal information she might know about people can just stay tightly under wraps. She wouldn't feel very comfortable with someone she didn't know having intimate knowledge of her life - not a lot of people would.
"How about you?"
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"It would be interesting." The closest Souji's come is knowing about Rise's true self, when most people only saw her as a pop idol, but he figures that experience applies somewhat. "I don't really know if I've noticed anyone who was from a book or movie from my home since I got here, though."
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