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Man.

[A pause.]

Has anyone ever gotten that sudden rush, where you remember a whole lot of something all at once? Or you think you remember all of it, but then there's pieces missing...

Hahaha wow I'm dizzy. Okay, sitting down.

Um- well all right, I won't beat around the bush. Nami, Zack? Buffy? Draco? Meryl? What about anybody from home? Luke, Asch?

I don't need help, I'm all right to get to the village myself, but a friendly voice would be nice to listen to for the walk in. Maybe some conversation while I catch my breath. Ah, how about- hm. Your first day here in Luceti; how was it for you?

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[... That was a voice Luke wasn't expecting to hear, not like that, not so soon.

In fact, he almost can't even believe he's hearing it. He was just watering his plants, journal open with pages fluttering slightly as the wind blows through the window. And he very nearly overwaters a poor pot of crocuses when he hears that voice and freezes.

Luke listens fully to the message, hears his name being called, and Asch's. Compared to when Guy was last here, it's strange to hear him call his original's name. He isn't sure what to think of it, of any of this, but he still yanks the water bucket back and looks back at the journal.

It's only when he does that that he nearly drops the water bucket as he finds himself in front of the journal and staring down at the pages and what the camera has to offer.]

Guy?

Luke.

[Oh, he didn't mean to sound that relieved, but-

Yeah. Considering what he last saw, and now he's got two years of memories on Auldrant battling with- three? Three years of memories in Luceti, and he doesn't know how long it's been or if Luke would still be here, but he is and- Enough. Right. Composure.]

Hey, Luke. Did you miss me? [Jokingly. Maybe it's a mean question to ask; he still doesn't know how long it's been since he was sent back.]

I... yeah. Yeah!

[A grin comes over his face, and he ignores the memory of the pain in his shoulder. This is his best friend. Luke might have seen him only a couple of months ago, but he's truly missed him in that time.]

Uh - hey, where are you right now? I'll come get you! [He's already scooping up the journal. He can finish watering his plants later.]

I'm pretty sure this is the river west of the village. I'm just gonna follow it and see where I end up.

[He shifts; he's definitely sitting down.] You don't have to come all the way out here though, I don't know how far out I am anyway.

[A shout-out from Guy? Heck yeah, he is so there. They'd barely had a chance to talk - had in fact still been in the process of getting Guy back into the bar roster - before he'd been sent home again. Thus, there's no small amount of relief in his voice as Zack replies.]

Guy! Oh man, it's great to hear from you!

Zack!

[Wow Guy is amazingly happy to hear that. Considering what happens to Zack and where he'd end up if he were sent back- yeah. Yeah, he's really, really glad he's still in Luceti.

Guy is so over wondering if that's a horrible thing to think, too.]

Feels like I haven't seen you in years. How're you doing?

Who cares? I'm coming anyway!

[That's about where Guy was last time he showed up, albeit he actually landed in the lake and Guy doesn't look wet now. But whatever, Luke's moving on out, though he'll keep his journal open a little longer as he moves down the hall and the stairs.]

Hahaha, okay, okay. Would you mind bringing me a pair of shoes then? [For some reason his clothes aren't anywhere to be found; not even his sword. Aren't those supposed to be with him or something?

Maybe not. It's been a while.]

Hey Luke. What month is it?

I'm doing awesome, actually. I mean, Luceti's Luceti, but I can't really complain!

[Ahhh, this is awesome. He's missed these friends.]

[ ...

...

... ]

It's about time, buster!

I hear you.

How long has it been since I was here, anyway? I was back home for a while, I think, but I know time's all screwed up between the two.

[BUFFY

HIS FRIENDS ARE STILL HERE wow this is just. So much more than he could've hoped for, and he doesn't even care how selfish it is. He's not even sorry.]

Heh heh. Sorry, was I gone long?

Yes. And no.

[ ... ] What I mean is -- at least you remember me this time?

[This time?]

Yeah, that would've been awful if I'd forgotten everything. [Supposedly it had happened to him before- he thinks. A long, long time ago, years ago, but obviously he doesn't remember that time either.]

...I'm guessing that's not an unfounded fear of yours, though.

Let's see... about a month and a half ago, maybe? [He checks his journal, and-] Yeah, that's right.

Yeah, shoes... [Distracted, distracted, god he wishes he could use portals like his girlfriend -

Month, huh? He gives his journal a glance before his eyes roll upward - what month was it again? Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oh]

September. It's the... ... sometime in September.

My fear -- should we go so far as to call it that -- is definitely founded. It's very...foundy. It's got a whole foundation.

'Cause you came back, Guy. But you didn't...

[ god. it's been so long. so much has happened. and he's... ]

Enough about you. Him. Me. Spill, how long's it been for you?

--you know Nami? [Then again, Nami's been here for years, it's not surprising that people would know her.] But my first day? Well, I was so mad, I almost burned down a tree. I was worried about my little brother, but he's here, too. Ahhh, my first day was kind of a wreck. [He pauses for a few seconds.] But it doesn't sound like this is your first day.

Damn. I don't remember what this place's calendar looks like.

[Which is weird, considering how much he obsessed over it for about a week.]

Looks like the last time I used this thing was back in March. Um, the year before this one, actually. Wow, is that a long time?

Wow, only that long? This time difference is going to seriously mess with my head.

Well! I probably didn't miss a whole lot then, huh? That's a relief, at least.

... Huh?

[Oh. So he was here before- maybe not him. A different version, or-

How could he remember other stuff from before, but not-]

Oh- um. Half of an Auldrant year. So- I forget the conversions. About four hundred days, give or take?

[And then the journal goes FLYING as Luke lets out a yelp, and Guy might only catch a bit of his red hair before it bounces and crashes on the stairs, then finally rests on the bottom, where it falls shut, thus closing the communication.

Someone froze right while going down the stairs and didn't count on momentum and gravity to keep going.]

We're friends, yeah. I knew her from my time here before.

[Ahh, finding family here is always- well, sometimes nice. Usually nice.] May I ask who your little brother is?

Whoa- Luke?! Luke, are you okay?

[Guy is already up on his feet and trying to jog through the wilderness -ow ow ow ow- like he's going to make it to the house in five seconds if he just gets a move on.]

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