THIS IS NOT THE '90S

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Who: Subaru, Kamui Fuuma, and ~all of Vatheon!~
Where: The Plaza
When: Today, anytime.
Style: Whichever you prefer!
Status: OPEN LIKE SUBARU'S HEART


[ There is a pair of drenched young men in very monochrome clothing standing in plaza. Seriously, they stick out like sore thumbs with all the color around them. The shorter one is dressed entirely in black, while the taller is wearing a black and white coat--well, it's mostly black and white. There's a little blood on it, particularly obvious on the white parts, but hey, who's going to care about that? A little blood never hurt anyone!

Anyway, they're sticking together--albeit somewhat reluctantly, on the part of the shorter one--and are currently looking pretty perplexed. They could probably use a little help. ]

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[ Subaru might not be able to hear the true Wish of the Earth itself...but, y'know, he's got eyes. Two of them now, even! This ain't Tokyo. ]

Not specifically.

[ He's rather brusque with you, Fuuma. ]

But that--

[ A gesture towards the coral. ]

--feels powerful.

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[If the bluntness phases him any, it doesn't show, and the golden eyes move to settle on the glowing coral. After a moment's consideration, he closes what small distance lies between them and the coral to rest his hand against it.]

Interesting.

[The remark is more about the black marking he just discovered gracing the back of the hand now resting on the coral, than about the coral itself. It is worth noting however that the tiredness he had been feeling since waking up here had abruptly vanished upon his touching the coral. Turning to face Subaru again, he held up the affected hand, turning it so the man could see the new addition.]

It seems that whatever moved us, that wasn't all that they did.

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[ As soon as the mark on Fuuma's hand becomes obvious, Subaru's eyes widen. Quickly and wordlessly--almost frantically--he rips the soaked leather gloves from his hands, letting them drop unceremoniously to the floor. He looks down at the backs of his hands, eyes darting from one to the other, as if trying to see something that isn't there. No marks. Good--but also...not. He doesn't want a mark there--not if it isn't his. He misses the familiarity of those marks, misses what they mean.

It's almost as if he's momentarily forgotten that Fuuma is there at all as he's lost in staring at his own hands. He doesn't come back to himself until he looks up again, blinking, as if surprised all over again to find himself where he is, and in Fuuma's presence. He doesn't move to pick up his gloves again. ]

What...could it mean?

[ He speaks at last. ]

And why do I not have one also?

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[Fuuma had the good grace to not let his silent amusement at Subaru show, though he understands after a fashion just why the man went after the gloves the way he did. He let the marked hand drop after a second closer study and turned his attention back to Subaru as the man speaks.]

I think the meaning behind them is another answer we might have to seek, on top of all of our other questions.

[A beat, and have a slight head tilt as he watches the other man.]

Who's to say you don't? Perhaps they put it in a different location.

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Why would they do that?

[ Subaru only looks slightly upset now, his momentary panic having passed. ]

It would be easier to put such a mark in the same spot on everyone, I would think. But you may be right.

[ At least it isn't his hands. ]

For now, I think we have more pressing concerns.

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Like finding out where we are and if there's a way back home from here?

[The words are serious despite the jesting tone they're delivered in.]

The first will be easy enough I think, but the latter might prove a challenge depending on why we were brought here in the first place.

[Which of course brought up that third question of just why they were brought here and why had they been marked with tattoos.]

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Yes.

[ Fuuma gets a rather flat look. Come on, Kamui, now is not the time for joking around. ]

The most practical way to find out for certain is to ask someone.

[ Which leads them to... ]