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[ooc: Shirou is blue, and Meta Knight is purple.]

[Disorientated from just waking up, a mask wearing Blade Brandier sits up and puts a hand to his head, but immediately withdraws. Hair? Fingers?! He stares at his hand in awe, distracting him from his surroundings]

What in Nova's name...

[Hopefully he's not too distracted, because there's something shifting under him. A person, to be in fact. A sleeping person, who shifts once more before opening his eyes. He blinks a little blearily before focusing on the man sitting on him.

Oh. Well. Okay, so there's someone sitting on him. He wasn't too heavy either. Words just slip out of his mouth before he can even think about it.]

This is nice.

[Suddenly aware that he is sitting on something he shouldn't be sitting on, the puffball-turned-man jolted onto his feet. Unfortunately, he is still not used to the weight distribution and stumbles to the side, landing roughly on his rear.]

I--I apologize.

[Shirou chuckled a bit and moved to sit up.]

It's alright. I wasn't joking when I said it was nice.

[He looked around the area, realizing that he wasn't in his room, where he was supposed to be. In fact, he wasn't even in a building at all. It looked like he was in the middle of... something that came straight out of a video game. Weird.

He turns back to the unknown man in front of him.]

You don't happen to know where we are, do you?

[Meta Knight stares at him rather incredulously before shaking his head. Nice? These creatures sure had strange tastes.]

I'm afraid not.

[Shirou frowned and looked around again. He hadn't actually thought the man would know but it was worth a try. There were a bunch of other people to ask though, so he could ask them. With a little stretch of his arms, he stood up and offered his hand to the blue haired man.]

Want to ask around?

[Meta Knight takes his hand without question, struggling a little to stand up and stay on his feet. With some luck, he manages to stay standing, though his legs are a little wobbly. This is so weird.]

That would be the best course of action.

[The raven haired boy grinned and pointed to the direction he planned on heading to.]

Onwards!

[You may soon find yourself being approached by a black haired teenager and a man who seemed to be struggling with walking.]

Excuse me, do you know where this is?

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[Keep talking, he'll be silent, but he does think about it. It's a little unnerving to think of an outside force that overrides the rule of others.

He refrains from commenting orz]

[There's a ton of implications behind the fact that Polaris didn't govern this world, but the first one that came to his mind was that this world and his world were probably really, well, for lack of a better word, far from each other. If he had landed in a world under Polaris' jurisdiction he probably could have asked it to help him get back, but...]

Then there might not be a way back...

I am confident that you and I will be able to return, Shining One.

However, I do not know how much time, if any, will pass in our world while we reside here.

That might be a problem... [He could only hope that Yamato and Ronaldo wouldn't start fighting with each other again while he was gone. Not to mention they had only one day left before the world was destroyed. Man, whatever brought him here picked the worst time to do it. Oh well, what can you do?]

How long have you been here?

...It has been at least a week. It is at least clear that time is behaving nonlinearly.

[ooc:Minako has yet to actually backdate her post to before the Easter Quest, hence the lack of an exact answer.]

[So at the very least he could be assured that a few hours meant a week. That was a little relieving, but not by much. He would have to find a way back in the meantime.]

What do you know about this world so far?

The World, for thus it is called, behaves rather similarly to a game. There is a building in this city containing a large rotating device, and I suggest you seek it out.

I hate to interrupt, but is there an administrator for this so called game?

That would be most likely; however, I have not yet encountered such a person.

[When he'd thought he'd landed in the middle of a video game, he didn't literally think that he'd be stuck in a game. It was even out of Polaris' jurisdiction, which made the whole scenario even odder. At least the "Anguished One", as he liked to call himself, seemed normal, though albeit puzzled.]

Want to team up with us? It's better to stick together in a place like this.

I'd be glad to.

And I have even taken a name for just such a purpose.

[Having already decided he's going to be Al Saiduq to most people until further developments arise, he reaches into his bag and pulls out a device that looks only slightly larger than a cell phone.]

Then what should I call you, oh Anguished One?

[Have a little flourish to go with that line there, because he's being completely silly now.

You might have been a mysterious guy back home, but now you were his friend! And that meant he was completely free to be as dorky as he wanted to be.]

Call me Al Saiduq.

[It takes him a moment to realize you don't have your Relic.]

...did you not receive one of these?

[Give Shirou a second here, he didn't check what he had on hand when he got here. A few seconds of searching through his clothes nets him the same device Al Saiduq pulled out. He shows it to the white haired boy in triumph, and then looks at it closely.]

What is this?

[A quick search of his pockets yields Meta Knight a Relic as well.]

It appears to be a communicator.

[A few moments later, both (or all three, depending on how Meta held his) devices emit a somewhat satisfying *beep!*. Exchange complete.]

In a way, it is. It does not have quite the utility of your phone, however.

[At least, from a communication standpoint.]

[Speaking of his phone... it wasn't in any of the pockets of his new clothes. Did it get stolen along with his old clothing? How was he going to summon demons if that was the case? Heck, how was he supposed to fiddle with his skills or anything without it??

Oh well. He'll deal without it. Instead he'll focus on figuring out what the device he's holding in his hand does. A few clicks on the touch screen, and his inventory pops up with something familiar listed in it.]

Oh, there's my phone.

Ah, good. Perhaps you will...

...

...Shining One, I do not see your phone.

[He clicks on the only item in his inventory, but to his dismay, nothing happens. He shows the Relic's screen to Al Saiduq.]

It's in the Relic.

Indeed? [This is not at all a surprise. Not much surprises someone that writes a smartphone app for spellcasting and demon-summoning. And then there's the whole Terminal thing.]

...and it has been sealed? There should be a release code, if that is the case.

[Some more clicking and fiddling with the device reveals no such code to exist. In fact, the item was marked to be locked until he reached level 20. Yay, think of all the grinding he had to do now...]

I need to be at level 20.

I see. That should not be a difficult task.

[It seems odd that someone of such power would be below such a comparatively low level, but if the Shining One says it, it must be true.]

[Shirou closes the inventory menu and opens up the status menu instead, where he just blinks at his own stats. They were... rather pathetic. Also, the screen said his class was a Shadow Warlock, but what was that exactly?]

Have you checked your own status yet?

I have.

[Typical yes/no answer with no elaboration.]

Hmm...

[Well, what to do now? There didn't seem to be much else they could do in town, so that only left...]

Let's go exploring.