...we came in?

[strangerpeople]

POOR UNFORTUNATE SOULS


[There's no doubt that those who wake up will vaguely remember a dream.

In that dream, at least for most people, there are two figures, informing them each that they had a Title. With that title came a power. More than that, they were being given rooms, as if they were meant to stay in the dark and gloomy place where their dreams placed them. The Strangers might have found this to be a ridiculous proposition. Unless they have been through this before, then were probably not surprised in the least.

All of this, of course, ended with a sense of inexplicable dread for everyone. Especially when they woke up to find themselves in long, thin, cramped rooms, with only candlelight to give them any illumination.

Yes. Unfortunately, that dream had not been a dream at all, much as you might have hoped. You are here, now, inside an old, decrepit house where you have been given what appears to be a permanent residency. While you apparently have a power to aid you, it's no comfort. You have no option to leave, you have no way to escape, and the rules hammered to your door doesn't help the creeping sense of doom pooling in your stomach.

...

Now.

Where are those two figures that had greeted you to begin with?]

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[hexposition]

I know it's not, it's just...

[Does she really?]

...You're too young for something like this. [They're too young for what they're going through, and they have yet to even see blood.] It doesn't matter if you're not from my world or not. You're still a person.

[icanhearscreams]

[He huffs in bitter amusement.]

I wasn't even close to being the youngest. I mean, all but one of us who actually piloted were the same age, but she was ten. And the younger the pilot, the stronger the robot becomes.

[hexposition]

That still doesn't make it okay! That makes it worse!

[...She's getting pretty worked up about this. Might just want to drink your water and suffer quietly, Jun.]

[icanhearscreams]

The alternative was letting our version of Earth get destroyed. If we had to die, at least we won.

[hexposition]

[The worst thing is that Emma understands. She'd do exactly the same thing.

She might not quite know what Earth is, but she understands wanting to protect the world. She wanted it badly enough to go through with her duty as a witch, even though that meant...

Between Jun's tales of horror and everything else, yeah, Emma's crying now.]

...I'm sorry.

[She is actually apologizing to this boy for crying for him. This is what she's been reduced to. Jun Ushiro look what you've done]

[icanhearscreams]

[Ah, fuck. He looks taken aback at the actual tears. Why would anyone cry for him? Kana did, but Kana is Kana. ... Fuck. He can feel a weird pit in his stomach, and his fist tightens. It's tempting to shove her, but that'll just make things worse, right?]

[He just stares at her, expression slightly panicked as he tries to figure out what to do.]

[hexposition]

[It absolutely will make things worse.

For now, she's just dabbing at her eyes with her sleeves, removing her glasses as not to get them too dirty.]

...I'm sorry. I'm just making you more upset, and... I promised I'd leave you alone, so.

[So she's just going to. Do that, shoving her glasses back on to hide her eyes and slipping by him. She pauses a couple of steps behind him, with their backs to one another.]

Even if it hurts... y-you should probably try to hydrate, though. Until we can get food in you, it's the only way you're going to stay alive.

[She won't hear the rest of it, if he tries to argue, because she's heading back to her room/coffin.]