[Puzzle 001]

[hisapprentice]

[In the plaza, near its southern edge, there is something strange. It is most noticeable now that snow is falling in earnest - a shape, smallish and curled up on itself. There is a boy in the snow. Asleep, dressed only in new feather pants, shivering. When he finally shivers himself awake, it's a groggy half-there voice that broadcasts. Seems the journal's open.] Just...a few m-more...minutes, Prof-ffessor...

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[willfindigneel.livejournal.com]

Yeah. By the Malnosso.

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[rollypolyclover.livejournal.com]

...I am? [Turning around to try and look at her wings, only to walk in circles for a few moments.]

But Yotsuba was told that they were real. Really real. They feel real!

[pigtailed-loli.livejournal.com]

No it isn't! [She folds her arms stubbornly.] How do you guys manage to live with so little time?!

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[justicereigns]

Sorry. [Sets him down.] I'm Smoker, a marine. [Gestures at the kanji on the jacket that says justice. In his world this means "good guy." No matter what the pirates tell you.]

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[his-apprentice.livejournal.com]

A m-marine? [Cue freakout] I didn't do anything!

[his-apprentice.livejournal.com]

I don't know what you're talking about.

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[his-apprentice.livejournal.com]

By the- who's that? Are we very far from London?

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[justicereigns]

What? You're not under arrest. I just found you lost and it's freezing out.

You must be a New Feather.

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[his-apprentice.livejournal.com]

No I'm not! I'm Luke!

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[justicereigns]

You've been to Luceti before?

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[willfindigneel.livejournal.com]

The Malnosso. They run this place.

I dunno where London is, but this is a completely different world from it.

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[his-apprentice.livejournal.com]

No! I've...I've never heard that word before actually.

[The coat is nice though. He's huddling into it.]

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[his-apprentice.livejournal.com]

[blink.]

It's in England! [How does he not know this?]

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[willfindigneel.livejournal.com]

And I dunno where that is. Guess we're from different worlds.

[pigtailed-loli.livejournal.com]

Fine, fine, whatever! [She waves it off with a grin.] Anyway, did you get everything you need?

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[justicereigns]

Then you're a New Feather. There's wings on your back, a "present" from the Malnosso who bring people to this world for experiments. Thus the name, "new feather."

Sorry kid.

[arcanaxxii.livejournal.com]

... Hey! You're going to get a cold.

[emp3thy]

Welcome to Luceti. [it gets less weird, promise.

or maybe not. He's found a serviceable coat, though.] They're sensitive. Try not to damage them.

[his-apprentice.livejournal.com]

They're...moving. They're real?

[No sense made.] No, it can't be real, I must be dreaming or...or it's like Folsense...

[his-apprentice.livejournal.com]

[Floraaaaa he doesn't want your breakfast. No one else he knows has ever made eggs look like that. Plus he wants his last stretch of meals with Professor Layton and you to be -

Why is it so cold?

Luke opens his eyes slowly, and the person hovering comes into focus]

Huh? ...Who...

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[his-apprentice.livejournal.com]

Worlds? ...Do you think you're an alien, or something like that?

[Confirm that you're crazy please.]

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[his-apprentice.livejournal.com]

[What is he trying to get out of a five-year-old anyway]

Oh, never mind. [shiver.]

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[his-apprentice.livejournal.com]

W-Wings? You don't really mean that! ...Do you?

[hang on, some of that was even worse] Experiments? [the pitch of his voice went up there.]

[his-apprentice.livejournal.com]

How am I going to put on my shirt like this?

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[willfindigneel.livejournal.com]

I'm not an alien! I'm a human.

[No such luck here.]