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Who: Yuan and anyone who wants to run into him!
Where: The plaza.
When: September 24th, late afternoon.
Style: [Action]
Status: Open.

[When Yuan awoke, it was in the streets of Vatheon's middle district, around 2 PM. To say he was disoriented would be an understatement. To say he was paranoid this was another one of Mithos' tricks would also be an understatement- He was almost sure of that. Some sort of 'punishment' for betraying Cruxis' ideals. It'd be just like him.

But then he'd found the welcome brochure and began to read. The more of it he'd absorbed, the more his head started to hurt. It seemed more and more unlikely Mithos was responsible for this, but that knowledge did nothing to settle his anxiety. If there's one thing he didn't like, it was being 'stuck'. Was he really supposed to believe there was nothing he could do to get himself out of here? And who else was here?

He would use the communicator to ask these questions, but after looking it over, he decided he didn't trust this device as far as he could throw it. There was no telling who would be listening, after all. He pocketed it for future investigation, but there was no way in hell he would be using it right now. So instead, he decided to seek out this Welcoming Committee. It seemed to be his safest bet for getting more information.

Starting later in the afternoon, anyone would be able to find him in the plaza, either staring up at the welcome building indecisively or observing people as they passed by. At some point, he would actually enter the building to see if anyone was inside, only to return to the plaza afterwards.]

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[Usually, Kratos would have missed Yuan's arrival entirely unless his fellow angel had decided that the appropriate response to suddenly appearing in a strange place was to try and fight his way out. Today, though, he's still on the prowl for the monster that had kidnapped Lloyd. His stoic demeanor is absent, he hasn't rested in quite some time now. When he first spots Yuan, he wonders briefly if he might be seeing things.]

...Yuan?

[Of all the times he could have arrived... why right now?!]

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[The last week was rough on Angelo and in bad need of a drink. After getting a few at the bar, he'll spy Yuan in the plaza then quirks an eyebrow at him. The templar hadn't seen this fellow before in the months he's been here and obviously he was looking around as if lost.]

You seem lost, sir. Are you new here?

[If there's one voice Yuan hadn't been expecting, it's this one. He can tell even before turning to face Kratos that it's him, but that doesn't keep the look of surprise off his face. The last time he saw Kratos, the man was unconscious. By his doing, no less.]

Kratos? You... Why the hell are you here?

[Zelos had hardly left the house since Lloyd had been brought back, even if there's a part of him that would rather take down the bubble piece by piece looking for the son of a bitch that hurt his friend. He'd been forced to leave that to Kratos, but with his friend in the state he is, the Chosen is quickly running out of ideas on ways to help. He's decided to try making Lloyd's favorite food, extra flavorful to counteract the slow loss of taste (He hopes to Martel that Dhaos can put together a rune crest soon) but of course they're lacking the ingredients. He left Lloyd in Zelda's capable hands and set off, planning on getting the little excursion over as soon as humanly possible so he can be there for Lloyd.

But you know what they say about the best laid plans...]

Yuan?!

[Hm. A stranger. On the one hand, this is a good opportunity for him to question a resident of this place and verify just how much of the welcome brochure is true. On the other hand, how much of this man's word can he trust, really?]

Is it that obvious?

It is not by choice, I assure you.

[He's more than a little wary around Yuan, but in these circumstances, he can't afford to take his time to feel the other man out. He has to know about Mithos.]

...I am not the only one here. We need to talk.

[He turns away, heading for the nearest building. Just the fact that he's showing Yuan his back so easily should give him an idea of who else might be in this city.]

[Oh, of all the people... Yuan has to stifle a bit of a dismayed groan and resorts to clenching his fists for a few seconds instead. He has a strong suspicion that Zelos will not be entirely helpful.]

Chosen.

[Yuan catches the hint just fine. Whatever it is they need to talk about, it's bound to be more than just 'Vatheon' in general. He starts a fast stride to keep up with Kratos, trying to read his old friend's expression.]

Just what is... [No, that's not the best question to ask.] When did you get here?

[The redhead opens his mouth once, then closes it, expression shifting from surprise to something much closer to annoyance. He'd like nothing more than to just walk away and pretend he'd never seen the Renegade but there's something he has to know first.]

What's the last thing you remember before showing up here?

[Of all the questions to ask. The last thing Yuan remembers is a rather painful moment and he's not entirely sure how to describe it. He crosses his arms over his chest and remains silent for a moment, before speaking up again.]

... We were outside that old dwarf's house, near Ozette. Mithos was there as well.

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[If Yuan is expecting to be able to read anything from Kratos's expression, he should really know better by now. With the initial shock of Yuan arriving passed, he's back to looking like nothing affects him.

Though, there is something a little off there...]

It has been five months now.

[The building looks like it might be an inn of some sort, though since it's the beginning of the arrival cycle it's next to empty. Kratos doesn't much care what it is, he just wants to be able to have a little protection against Mithos sneaking up on him.]

Mithos arrived here at around the same time.

[ Yuan, Duke finds everyone with mana that is strange very interesting. The fact that you are another who feels like Colette, Kratos, Zelos, and Mithos only means he's more interested.

And watching in an absently unfocused way that really is him watching how Yuan reacts to his mana moving about. ]

[Yuan takes note of the fact that the building is virtually abandoned. That's good. It offers more privacy than being out in the open. Still, it's Kratos' words that require his attention more. Five months? That brochure certainly wasn't kidding, was it? He's just about to comment on it when the next tidbit of information is thrown his way.]

Mithos? [This is bad. If Mithos finds out he's here, he's bound to seek Yuan out. But why would Kratos warn him of this? If he's still loyal to Cruxis, shouldn't he be running off to inform his leader? It doesn't fit.]

Why are you telling me this?

Wallace noticed the blue-haired man up ahead in the Plaza. Another new arrival perhaps? He felt a little used to Vatheon now, as he'd been here a few weeks now. He approached the stranger slowly.

"Greetings."

[Yuan was just about to retreat into a more sheltered area when he senses it. A familiar sensation that, at the same time, feels so out of place here. His eyes narrow as he glances around, trying to find its origin.]

So you're from before.

[Arms folded, Zelos looks Yuan over. For the jerk that he is, Yuan's a preferable jerk to Mithos and he'd rather keep him as an ally of sorts if he can help it. He has other priorities right now though.

That in mind, Zelos turns heel towards the grocery store, calling back over his shoulder.]

If you want me to fill you in, you'll have to keep up. I've got things I need to do.

[There's a moment of silence before Yuan turns to face the man, trying to keep his face as impassive as possible. The last thing he needs is to appear weak in front of complete strangers.]

Good afternoon.

"Hello there. May I ask if you have just arrived here? Perhaps I can be of some assistance to you." He saw how shy the man was. Wallace smiled slowly.

I'm not a dog!

[Despite that sputtered protest, he decides to follow Zelos anyway. Loathe as he is to admit it, he does need to be filled in. From as many different sources as possible, just to be sure none if the information conflicts.]

And what do you mean by "before"? What's the last thing you remember, then?

[He raises a brow at Yuan. Why wouldn't he tell him? Unless...]

Yuan, what is the last thing you recall from our world?

[Were they still enemies from Yuan's perspective? Of course, it wasn't much better from the last thing Kratos remembers. Yuan had essentially blackmailed him into giving up his life to release the seal on Origin, and Kratos had awoken in Vatheon before Yuan gave him his mana to prevent him from dying.]

Assistance? [He remembers the welcome brochure and how much of that information still needs to sink in. How incredibly unbelievable it all is.]

I wouldn't even know where to start asking questions.

"It can be rather daunting, I know that much. It was like that for me when I first came here." He studied the man. "I don't mean to intrude I just want to help." He gave off a smile.

If I thought you were a dog, I'da called you Noishe.

[Okay, so, he does want Yuan on good terms but good is relative. He can't help but take jabs at the guy.]

Vatheon's a complicated place sometimes. It can pull people from different times. So while you got pulled from that night at Altessa's, I remember reuniting the worlds and several months of trying to get Sylvarant and Tethe'alla to play nice.

[He glances back briefly, still walking. He decides to be charitable with a bit of information, guessing at what he'd want to know if he was in Yuan's shoes and heard all that.]

Martel's the new tree spirit. She's fine.

[The question seems odd to him, but... What did the brochure say again? Something about different points in time. That begs the question, is Kratos from a later period in time, or an earlier one? What if he's from a time where the three of them- no, the four of them are still close companions?]

We were... near Ozette. Outside an old dwarf's house. [He's not sure what else he can say that won't cause a time paradox or... whatever it might cause if Kratos doesn't know about this incident yet. He just hopes that if Kratos is from a later point in time, he can piece it together.]

[Reuniting the worlds, he can still try to process. Trying to get the two countries to play nice, he can understand. But that last comment is what causes him to freeze in his tracks again. He's not even sure if he heard that correctly.]

Martel... is... What?

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