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[fortunefail]

[It's been two days since Yuan was returned from his most recent kidnapping and did something very stupid. His memories are still as faulty as the moment when he returned, though he has been filled in on the basic situation by now. The real situation, and not some garbled version his mind might concoct at the moment.

Thanks to this state, he's allowed himself to be tricked by some evil little madman and hurt an innocent person. Not to mention that ridiculous assumption he jumped to when he saw Sheena. What if something like that happens again? Raine advised him to stay in the clinic until the kidnap effect wears off, but he's far too restless for that. Magical amnesia or not, Yuan will be Yuan.

Now he's sitting outside the plaza clinic, watching people as they pass and keeping an eye out for a familiar face- any familiar face. He keeps wondering what else he's forgotten and while stray memories surface from time to time, some of them are actually from experiments. He just can't tell what's real and it's pissing him off.]

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[fortunefail]

[The fact that it's apparently "obvious" he's ignorant of things around him isn't making him feel any better.

When he hears Dhaos's name, a few memories surface again. Didn't they go to school together? Or was that part of an experiment? He doesn't remember anything else about ever having attended school. Another memory he has is that of a strange light shooting out of the forest. A light eminating with power, that Yuan chose to investigate, only to find Dhaos. Lastly, a strange feeling of kinmanship. But this man isn't a half-elf, so how could that be?]

... Somewhat.

[whatdeheckisdat]

[Not very descriptive, as always. Dhaos watches the gears turn in Yuan's head.]

...We have only known each other since I came to this world, but apparently our worlds have a history together.

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A history... [That seems right. Didn't it have something to do with a place called Derris-Kharlan? The homeland of angels? And wasn't his own world tied to another world somehow? Something to do with an hourglass system?

Yuan's mind is already connecting the stray pieces of information to come to the conclusion that Aselia is tied to Derris-Kharlan with this supposed hourglass system when he remembers Raine's warning. No more assumptions. They can't be trusted.]

What sort of history?

[whatdeheckisdat]

[...Dhaos attempting to explain this to Yuan. The irony. Still, there's no reason not to give it a shot, though Dhaos is pretty sure Yuan's memory will just fix itself whenever the Malnosso want it to.]

Both worlds-- Aselia and Derris-Kharlan-- were supposedly ruled over by the same organization for some time, though only one world was aware of the other's existence. How long, I do not know.

[fortunefail]

["The same organization"... Organization... Wait, didn't Raine mention this?]

Cruxis...

[whatdeheckisdat]

Yes. Led by Mithos Yggdrasill.

[If he hasn't been told that, he should probably know, whether his pride likes it or not.]

[fortunefail]

[He's been told, yes.]

Then, you are from Derris-Kharlan?

[whatdeheckisdat]

I am.

[Establishing all this for the second time feels a little strange.]

[fortunefail]

[Yuan still can't shake this whole hourglass system notion. Especially now that he knows Cruxis is involved. The hourglass system was something devised by Cruxis, wasn't it? ... He's not supposed to be thinking along these lines. Change of topic.]

... How long have you been here?

[whatdeheckisdat]

[It's been five months to the day, in fact, but Dhaos couldn't tell you that off the top of his head. It might have been a year for all he knows, except fall and winter haven't come yet, so clearly it hasn't been... Repeated use of time travel has not been kind to him.]

...Since March.

[fortunefail]

[March... What month is it now? July? August? Hm... Well, he hasn't known Dhaos for that long yet, then.]

I see.

[whatdeheckisdat]

[Dhaos couldn't tell you that, either, thanks to the Malnosso.]

...Under normal circumstances, you would know more about the situation than I do.

[Fortunately.]

[fortunefail]

Is that so? [Now that he thinks about it, it makes sense. He worked together with Mithos at some point, didn't he? He should know what Cruxis did to Derris-Kharlan, then.]

[whatdeheckisdat]

[Dhaos can see an opportunity to learn a little more, but doesn't want to do anything that might earn him Yuan's ire once his memory returns in full.] Do you remember?

[fortunefail]

Nothing useful. [Just shards and vague bits that don't make any sense out of context.]

[whatdeheckisdat]

Hmph. The Malnosso seem to enjoy doing such things.

[He seemed to do better when given a specific topic, however. So...]

What exactly do you remember about Derris-Kharlan... and Aselia?

['Aselia' mentioned more to avoid suspicion than anything else.]

[fortunefail]

I'm... not certain if anything I remember can be trusted at the moment. [He's not just saying that to avoid giving out information; he really means it.]

[whatdeheckisdat]

[...Hm. Best to just drop it, then...]

Then all you can do is wait. [...And try not to get in trouble until then.] It should fix itself with time.

[fortunefail]

I would hope so. [He rubs his forehead idly. This is such a mess...]

[whatdeheckisdat]

[A mess indeed. At least with Dhaos' post-kidnapping effect, he was too naive to do anything too damaging, memories or not.

...Until the last day, of course, but the universe shall never learn of that. Ever.]

...I am sure you know better, but do avoid trouble until then.

[fortunefail]

I'll do my best. [A wry smile. He knows he's too ignorant for his own good right now.]

[whatdeheckisdat]

Good. [Even without his memories, Yuan has a brain. It's kind of refreshing.]

[fortunefail]

[Once he's got his memories back, he'll be glad he wasn't as bad off as Grune.]

You take care as well. [If Yuan has friends, he'd like to keep them until his memories are back, thank you very much. So naturally, he'll be nice to people.]

[whatdeheckisdat]

[No one could ever be as bad off as Grune.]

Hm. [Customary lack of proper words is a go. Dhaos turns back in the direction of the item shop, figuring that if he wants to poke Yuan some more, he can do so later.]

[fortunefail]

[Now, that was an abrupt departure. Oh well. If Dhaos decides to return, Yuan will be here. Waiting. Watching.]