genessia | 1st March (Action)

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[All Alicia can remember upon waking up was the dry heat, the arid landscape dotted by ruins from the era of the Darcsun Calamity. The fateful encounter with their enemy, Maximillian, Prince of the Imperial Alliance, and the battle with his massive tank that soon followed.

After the grogginess cleared, the realization that she was no longer in the Barious Desert came down on her like the thunderous booms of both the Eidelweiss and the Batomys main guns. Where she was, she couldn't say. There were too many weird formations. There was too much water. Was she captured by the Imperials and thrown in some cavernous dungeon? If so, where are the other prisoners? She certainly doesn't see Welkin or anyone else from her squad, alive or otherwise.

Alicia found all of her equipment, intact. Her rifle, grenades, ragnaid, radio, everything was all accounted for. As for the box she woke up with, she ignored it. It could be a bomb. After a quick look around, she found an exit. And furthermore, no guards. Just what in heaven's name is going on?

The Gallian scout didn't exit the cave. She instead crouched down and peeked around the corner looking out. She could be in enemy territory and wouldn't want to get killed before she found her squad. Using the radio was clearly out of the question. All she got was static and no response. The best she can do is escape and find a clearing to try again. Getting out a pair of binoculars, Alicia looked out into the city. She can see people going about their business like everything is normal. No marching of soldiers, neither Gallian, Imperial or Federation. No flags declaring allegiance to either side in the war.

But wait! Someone is coming? Someone is heading right this way! Putting the binoculars away, Alicia scoots away from the entrance to the bay, carefully wading through the water to a spot to hide. She checks and readies her rifle. She was going to get answers and escape.

Whoever the incoming stranger is, hopefully they sympathize with Gallia and will help her.]

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[Levy is returning from Tomes and Thaumaturgy after working on the paperwork at the store. She hasn't been in the mood to talk to anyone and she's been keeping herself busy since her hospital deployment two days prior. Her plan is to go straight home and talk to David if he's there. She supposes she can message him but she finds it easier to talk to people in person.

There is still a bandage over her left eye and as she steps within Alicia's sight she runs straight into a lampost. Her books and papers slip from her arms and she stumbles back; dazed by the impact.

She hasn't gotten used to the change in depth perception.]

[Alicia looked back in time to see the person she was watching walk into the lamppost. Either she was a drunk or incompetent Imperial soldier, or maybe she was somewhere safe.

Still, her soldier instincts had the upper hand. At least for the moment. The dazed girl wasnt in any kind of uniform, if one can even call it one and she saw no weapon. Alicia will throw caution to the wind, and let empathy prevail. Please don't let this be a mistake!

Swinging her rifle onto her back, she carefully approached Levy and knelt down to help pick up the spilled books.]

"...I'll help you gather your things. But in return, you'll tell me what I want to know. Deal?"

[Levy blinks, looking up at the girl.]

You don't have to and I'll tell you anyway.

[She kneels down and begins to gather her things. She gathers what's on the right first before turning her head to see all the items on her left. Even afterwards she still misses a book.]

[Now Alicia got a good look at her. That was a dreadfully nasty wound she had, based on the bandages. She felt pretty bad about assuming she could be Imperial in any way, shape or form. She helped gather the fallen books and tried not to interfere with the other girl's sense of independence.]

"I'm going to anyway..."

[While Alicia is curious as to how the blunette got such a nasty injury, she didn't want to poke a potentially touchy subject. Even if asking could give her clues about Imperial activity.]

"...I've been away a while... How goes the war? What are your feelings on it?"

[Levy blinks looking up at Alicia as she gathers the rest of her things. She mumbles a soft thank you before addressing her question.]

What war?

[She pauses looking towards the bay.]

You didn't just wake up did you? Did you read the papers in the box?

"What do you mean, 'what war?' The Second Europan War..."

[Did she time travel? No, that's stupid. More likely this town had a isolationist policy. A rather extreme one at that.]

"...Wake up...? Yeah, I guess did... And the box?" [the one she thought could be a bomb?] "No... I didn't."

[She didn't destroy it, so if it's safe, then she can retrieve it if she has to.]

[Levy shakes her head.]

This world isn't the same as your own. There isn't a war in a traditional sense. There is fighting at times. [She exhales a slow breath.]

The box has information in it. I can answer any questions but you should look at it first.

"This world isn't the same as my own? What does that even mean?"

[She wasn't going to look for the box until that question was answered.]

[Levy isn't sure she can answer that question. She doesn't know what Alicia's home is like, besides stuck in some sort of conflict. A lot of worlds are like that so it doesn't really narrow it down.]

It's exactly what it sounds like. We were brought here from our respective worlds. [Or they're clones but who knows.] While you're here it's like time in your home pauses.

It's easier to understand if you read the pamphlet in the box. They're written to explain this better than I could.

[Alicia can't wrap her head around this supernatural-sounding claim.]

"...I really need to find my squad... And you absolutely promise me that I am absolutely safe to be Gallian here?"

[If promised, she'll go back to get the box.]

[Levy doesn’t like promising things when she isn’t sure but she nods her head. She doesn’t know what it means to be Gallian so Alicia is most likely the only one from her world here.]

I promise but… your friends. They might not be here… [Levy’s voice sounds resigned.]

This place isn’t easy to explain.

[ Which is most likely obvious to Alicia. Levy is earnest and she’s trying so hard to help.]

[Alicia nodded and went back into the Bay, soon returning with the box. One by one, she starts pulling items from it for Levy to see any give her a quick run-down on what was in the box.]

"Okay... So this is a bunch of red paper. Money, given the print. A pamphlet... ...A pendant? And...some sort of see-through plate with squares on it?"

It’s a phone or a device used to communicate with others also brought here. You can set messages to private but if you aren’t careful everyone sees it. You should play around with the functions until you learn it.

[The others items are more self-explanatory and Alicia seems really smart.]

[Dante was out wandering around in no real direction, and though he may not look it, he was armed to the teeth. Two pistols and a shotgun under his jacket, and Rebellion in the guitar case slung over his shoulder. Out of the corner of his eye he could see someone sneaking around the Bay but couldn't make out who or what exactly they were doing. His eyes were good but not THAT good. As such he began wandering toward it.]

[Alicia listened carefully as the footsteps drew closer. She remained still and concealed in the dark corner of the cave, hoping the sunlight from outside will benefit her with a light glare in their eyes.

It seemed to succeed. She could see him well enough. Red, a color favored by the Imperial Alliance. So this was indeed bad for her, to be alone in definite hostile territory, but it's still weird how she was not restrained and stripped of her equipment. Regardless, she had the upper-hand, so it was time.

Alicia carefully approached and raised her rifle.]

"Drop any weapons you may have and raise your hands where I can see them."

[Dante didn't move at the command at first. In fact, he chuckled.]

"Got a feisty one, eh?" [He turns, grinning as he eyed the make of the rifle she held.]

"Never seen a gun that make before. Looks to be fairly old by my standards, and not all that powerful. Look, I know you're scared in a new place and everything like that, but this is not how you make good first impressions. ...And you'd need a lot bigger gun to drop me."

[Alicia rolled her eyes a quick moment. They can make with good second impressions later.]

"Then, how about telling me why the Imperials would drop off a captive with all of their belongings in a cave and leave them unguarded?"

[Dante shrugs, gesturing toward the hologram of Weiss.]

"Dunno who these Imperials of yours are. But all that stuff she says about being in a different world and everything? That's all true. I know it's a tough pill to swallow, but there you have it."

[She felt a chill down her spine. But at the gesture behind her, she was not going to turn around. Instead, keeping her gun sights trained on him, she moved around him to get what he was pointing to into her sight as well. However, she didn't see anyone else here.]

"And who is 'she?' I don't see anyone. And you expect me to believe this talk of another world and that you know nothing of the Imperials?"

[Dante rolls his eyes, reaching out to grab the barrel of the rifle - putting his palm over the muzzle - as he walks around Alicia to face the hologram.]

"Her. Name's Weiss Schnee, she looks after one of the cities here. And you're going to need to be a tad more specific which Empire you're talking about. The only empires I'm aware of fell a good couple hundred years ago. Also, if you're going to keep pointing that peashooter at me, just shoot me and get it over with."

[What is with this guy? She doesn't shoot him since he didn't do anything threatening. Looking to where he gestured, she does see a small shimmer, and a equally small figure.

Alicia slowly lowered her weapon, keeping an eye on Dante as she moves closer to the hologram, listening to the audio coming from it. Her mind was soon completely overwhelmed by not just the fact of free-standing moving images in 3 dimensional, but now by the fact that this guy was telling the truth.

"Is this... really the truth? The Principality of Gallia, the Atlantic Federation, and the East Europan Imperal Alliance... You have really never heard of them? You and I were pulled from separate worlds and placed in "Genessia?" And there are others like us?"

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"Considering I'm willing to put money on you not knowing the Legend of Sparda - which has started actual religions... somehow - yeah. It's true."

[He reaches reaches under his shirt collar and produces the pendant he received upon arrival and holds it up for inspection.]

"These pendant things allow us to travel between the cities, and mark us as people not from this place. Honestly it's not all that bad here."

[This is all still hard to believe. ]

"Not all that bad here? But what about my homeland? It was invaded by the massive Imperial Alliance and I was in the middle of a war to kick them out. How can I just accept being a deserter?"

[Granted, she hates the fighting, but she has her patriotic duty, and a love of country to back it up.]

"And those pendants... obviously they're invaluable. Do we wake up with them, or do we have to find them somewhere?"

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[There's a moment of hesitation as Dante tries to find an analogy, but settles on one fairly quickly.]

Think of it like this. If time is a river, this place is a dam. When you leave here - since people pop in and out with no rhyme or reason - you'll be put back exactly where and when you were snatched.

[The next question gets an arched eyebrow.]

You didn't get a little box in your pod? Had the pendant and some money and a pamphlet explaining some things in it.

"Being dropped right back in the middle of a battle could get me killed... As long as I die on Gallian soil with a gun in my hand."

[Yeah, she remembers finding a box. But for all she knew, it was a bomb or some sort of new experimental weapon.]

"...I did find a box, but... I was in the middle of a battle when I woke up. I thought it was a bomb. I didn't destroy it, though."

"Wow you're a bundle of rainbows and sunshine."

[He rolls his eyes before turning back toward the entrance.]

"I suggest you find it and get acquainted with your surroundings. For now, you're a citizen of Genessia. Not this 'Gallia' or Empire or whatever. Might want to try and get settled before anything weird goes down."

Mi- mi- mi-♪

[ The voice that Alicia ends up hearing is one of what seems to be a child, humming cheerfully. Of course, she just arrived in this world recently herself, too. When she thinks she's alone, she drops the soft, childish tones in exchange for something cold and mature. ]

I thought that after surpassing that June that I would finally be free of travelling to different worlds... and now, none of them are here. Not Hanyuu, or Keiichi. I wonder if this world is meant to be another dead end for me.

[Alicia listened to the child humming. Having been from an orphanage, she had a soft spot for kids and families. If only there wasn't a war going on...

But then, she heard a new voice. She peeked out and saw it was the same little girl who had been humming. What in the world happened to her voice? Alicia was taking a risk of the girl alerting any hostiles to her presence, but she emerged from the bay's entrance to try talking to the girl and see what happens.]

"Hello there. I liked your song. Do you think you can help me? I just need to know what town this is."

[ When she finally hears an unfamiliar voice she straightens herself out, shifting her demeanor as she frowns a little. ]

Miiiii..... I just showed up, but according to this pamphlet, it looks like this place is called Genessia.

"Genessia?"

[Never heard of it. But then again, she was once a baker in Bruhl. She didn't need to think about the rest of the world.]

"Where can I find a pamphlet? Can your parents tell me?"

There were a bunch of them in the area.

[ She's never heard of Genessia either, but at least she understands the concept of other worlds -- other Fragments. When there's a mention of her parents, her expression wilts slightly. ]

I don't have any parents though, miss.

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[Nagisa always found himself either at the Swim Club or at the Shop. The only time he had ever been home was for a few hours a day to walk Ai and to get something to eat that was more filling than what he would eat during the course of the day. But right now he had been making his way carrying a box past the Bay.]

[Alicia got a good at him through her binoculars. He seemed like a harmless enough guy, so ambushing him would be pretty disgraceful. She didn't want to leave and blow her cover, but she wanted to get him over to her and see if she can ask him questions.

She took her useless radio and turned it on, letting it emit annoying static in hopes it will lure Nagisa to her.]

[Nagisa paused for a moment, head looking to the side. he was sure he head something, but he couldn't quite pin point it. Looking slightly puzzled, he turned around.]

Hello?

[Good, that got his attention. Alicia turned off the radio and got to her feet and moved into sight. She now wanted to see if he reacts in any way to her Gallian militia uniform. If he stays, she'll beckon him over to her so she won't be out in the open for any potential snipers hiding in the nearby buildings.

She'll see if her voice carries well enough.]

"Hey, you there. Can you come over here for a moment? I want to ask you something."

[He seemed a little puzzled at wondering why she wouldn't move further, but he assumed she must be a new arrival and that she was too scared to come out.]

I assume you are new here right? Don't want to come out for whatever reason? If that is the case I can come over.

[Saber is walking down near the Bay itself, taking some time to look at the scenery as she was dressed in her three piece black suit and gloves. Staring out over the Bay itself, the blonde couldn't help but examine the massive place, pondering if there was any feeling of trying to get back, her hand idly touching the pommel of the sword at her side.

[Alicia can't risk moving, but she was able to catch that this person was dressed like someone important, and that was all. She couldn't tell if this was a man or a woman.

Ambush no longer felt like a wise idea. Perhaps surrender may be her best option if she ever wanted to learn the fate of Welkin and the rest of her squad, granted if this person had the slightest bit of mercy. It was her best shot since she was still unable to determine if she was in Imperial territory.

Alicia emerged from her hiding spot and stepped in front of Saber, hands raised in sign of surrender.]

[Saber turns to face the mystery girl who was walking out of the Bay. She couldn't help but look curious as she watches the girl raise her arms up, usually meant for surrender, but...what was there to surrender about?

Looking around to check for any possible attackers, the blonde walked over to Alicia and raised her own hands, imitating the girl.]

I must confess, this is an awkward way of greeting someone, though I can see the appeal in ensuring you approach unarmed.

[She supposes this was awkward if this person, whom she thinks is probably a woman, was indeed not someone politically important. She didn't react negatively to her Gallian military uniform so that was a good sign.]

"Oh, well... Then let me introduce myself..."

[Alicia stood at attention and saluted.]

"Good day, citizen. I am Sergeant Alicia Melchiott, Squad 7, Gallia Militia. I have some questions that I need your help in answering."

[That is, if the other person wants to answer questions. Since she was out in the open, Alicia doesn't sense danger. She lowers her salute and waits for her to agree.]

[Watching the girl in front of her salute, Saber put her hands down as she nodded towards her, though she had to stifle a chuckle at being deemed a regular citizen.

Though she supposes it was true now after all. She's not a king anymore.]

Greetings to you Miss Melchiott. You may refer to me as Saber and I will be willing to help with questions that you may have. Though it might be good to also go to the welcoming center as well.

[So there's a welcoming center here? Would be silly if towns didn't have one. Hopefully it's nearby. She would question why that was mentioned. But then again, she's wearing her Gallian militia uniform. She ought to stick out like a sore thumb.]

"It's nice to meet you, Saber. Where does this town stand on the Second Europan War?"

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Second Europan War?

[That sounded so close to European that it tripped Saber up a bit, but she shook her head.]

THere is no such war here. Did you not see the hologram? We are snatched from our respective worlds and brought here for some unknown purpose.

"Hologram?" [What's a hologram?] "No... I... Wait, is that it?"

[She spotted the shimmering girl in white. It was quite impressive that technology has reach a point where they can make images of people in a 3D model. However, she doesn't understand the point of it; what was wrong with a good ol' radio? Alicia approached it and listened, the disbelief growing with each sentence until she can't listen anymore.]

"This... This is unreal... I have to have been injured at Barious and I am in Randgriz right now in a hospital..."

[Alicia pinched both of her own cheeks to try to wake up in a hospital, with her squad-mates checking on her. However, all she can see was this world, "Genessia."]

"...I'm really not in Gallia anymore, am I? I'm no longer fighting to protect my country?"

[Saber merely lets the other girl watch that hologram, letting her listen and learn where she ended up even as she fiddled with the cuffs of her suit.]

Indeed you are not in this Gallia anymore. None of us are where we used to be. The box with you is proof of this with a pendant and enough money to last for a month if you live decently, more if you're frugal.

[At the look on the other girl's face, Saber sighed as she let her arms fall from where she was fixing her cuffs.]

You're in another world now. There is no need to fight unless someone is trying to pick a fight with you. If you ever wanted to take up a profession, now is the time to try one out. You'll return to your world whenever whoever took us deems to do so.

"I don't feel right about this..."

[Alicia crossed her arms in thought for a moment.]

"...However, I dreamed of returning to a civilian life when the war ended. Since I'm given that chance, I'm going to follow my dream and open a bakery."

[She really feels like a deserter in this scenario. Hopefully Welkin and the others can forgive her.]

It's not a matter of whether you feel right or not. It's using what you have with you to surpass the situations you are placed in.

[Complacency thy name is not Saber as she dismisses Alicia's worries without thought.]

A bakery is a good idea. We don't know how long we are entrapped here after all, it is best to be able to ensure proper life and living while you can. Don't worry about the time lost, apparently we will end up returning to the time we had left with not even a second passed.

"Right... Well, I'm going to exlore and figure things out. Thank you for your help, Saber."

[Alicia gave her a small wave and a smile before heading out into town. It could be awhile for the feeling of surrealism goes away.]

Very well. Do remember to take a map with you too. THere are a couple at the hologram. I do hope to see you in better spirits, Alicia.

[Saber bowed to the brunette as the suited woman took her leave, continuing on her way while wondering if she should stop in whenever Alicia gets that bakery made.]

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