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Not in Kansas anymore; Open
Ugh, does he really have to try and logic this out right now? People who try to immediately logic out everything that doesn’t make perfect sense just don’t know how to deal with what life hands them. Sometimes you’ve gotta step back and suck it up. ‘Why’ isn’t that important in the long run.
"Look, I don’t fuckin’ know, maybe we got kidnapped here or somethin’, but look, I’m pretty sure yer not dead, so it really doesn’t matter right now. Yer right, we’re here, and if you just don’t worry about it, then yer life will go a lot smoother. Whatever’s back home is probably fine. Damn." Quality advice from the homeless chick.
The look she shoots him over her shoulder is a halfway daggered glare, but it only lasts a second as she returns to face forward. Well, if he’s gonna ask so many damn questions, guess we got ourselves into this mess, so we’ve gotta answer ‘em. A heavy sigh tacked onto her words dragged into the syllables, causing the words to come out at first as lazy, uninterested drawl.
"…Unless ya consider school a prison, this place is pretty free when they’re not forcin’ ya to go to class. But from what I’ve seen of it so far, yeah. That’s all it is. It’s a fancy-ass lookin’ high school. So chill the fuck out."
He recognizes that as irritated as the girl is, she's trying to put him at ease, but in the end, C-ta can't keep himself calm. Not when A-ya's back at home and he's stuck in some island, unable to look after him and make sure that he's doing alright, or that he's not saying something that he shouldn't. He needs to make sure he's doing alright... rubbing his temples, he shakes his head, slightly frustrated. He'll end up getting a headache this way.
"It's just a school and maybe we just woke up in here and you think we shouldn't worry about how that happened, but! I have to, because, you see? I have things to do back home, I can't just vanish this way--" C-ta stops himself from continue talking, looking at the girl for a moment. She probably doesn't care. She's probably annoyed with him trying to figure out what is going on. So, maybe he should keep that to himself for now.
Sighing, C-ta stuffed his hand in his pocket, pulling out his phone to check for messages, but there was nothing. A brief attempt at sending a quick hi to A-ya by message was left unsent.
"... Fine... then... what's there to do in this place?" He finally asks, putting his phone back in his pocket. He needs to go back to A-ya soon... but for now, while talking to this girl, his concern won't be of any help. "Other than study, I mean."
As much as Saitou doesn’t know, he’s managed to fill in some blanks. This place is at once nothing like a dojo and very similar, too. The difference lies in the enforcement of policies and rules. He catches himself scoffing at the leniency afforded by the faculty. Had someone talked back to a military leader… the punishments were far more severe.
"Hm." It barely qualifies as a response. Well done, Saitou.
Saitou doesn’t move: No bows, no shrugs, no anything. He is a statue that blinks. At least he answers the question this time, “Saitou. Have you been to class yet?” C-ta looks like he’d skip, given the chance.
That's a question he didn't quite expect to arise in this sort of conversation, but C-ta is anything if not quick to respond, smiling slightly as he gives the other man a nod.
"Mhm, I have. This might be a strange place, but they are still classes, so it would be no good to skip, right?" Studying is important, C-ta recognizes that, and unless there is an A-ya related emergency, he'd rather not skip. "I've only just got here, though, so I have a lot to catch up with."
That, and also skipping would put him away from the 'average guy' spectrum to something more along the 'rebel' line, and that brought too much trouble, too many enemies, and C-ta just can't afford that.
"What about you, Saitou? Have you been busy?"
He looks up at the question, as if his gaze will answer everything. Maybe it is inappropriate to be carrying blades around in a setting like this, but Saitou feels naked without his swords. “Good enough,” he replies, sounding more modest than he intends to. He is a master as far as the other swordsmen are concerned, but a boy like A-ya has no point of reference, and for Saitou to admit that means absolutely nothing.
"I take good care of them." But his katana is thinning and it won’t be long until he needs a replacement for it. A sword can only be sharpened for so long until it is completely whittled away. Saitou isn’t looking forward to that day. "I don’t think they’ll see much use here."
Good enough - well, C-ta's not exactly good at understanding swordsmen, since he hasn't actually encountered any before, so he'll just take Saitou's word for it. He gives him a nod, smiling slightly at the other man's reply.
"That's probably a good thing. I can't imagine any reason to use a sword in a school ambient that wouldn't be bad." Killings, wars. LARPers having fake sword fights around campus. Those are all either really bad or really strange. "At least it's good to have them in case it's necessary?"
He just realized that he hasn't really been polite so, letting out a small laugh, C-ta rubs the back of his neck, tilting his head. "I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm C-ta, and who are you?"
At least the phone is away (not that Saitou knows what a phone is). Said samurai isn’t the pleasant socializing type, but he’s not openly abrasive either. His brand of reaction is more indifference than hostility.
"I’m fine," he replies in a stoic tone. Which isn’t entirely true. He’s still getting acclimated to ‘modern times’.
C-ta’s friendliness doesn’t do a thing to draw Saitou in.
This man is really difficult to talk with, huh? Well, it's not a problem. C-ta never had much trouble getting along with people, so he figures that he should give it a try here. After all, if A-ya comes (not if, when), he needs to have a good footing in here to be able to protect his friend.
"These swords... are you good with them?" He's not even sure if they are real, but he figures that asking that might be offensive. "They look very nice."

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Not in Kansas anymore; Open
"Yep. S’what I just said." Damn, does she need to say it again? He doesn’t really seem to be processing things very well. Did he wash up and hit his head on a rock? Or is there a rock inside his head? Maybe. Who knows? Maybe she’s being harsh. He just woke up on the beach, for Christ’s sake.
The pocky casually twirls beneath her fingertips as she hardly listens to his rambling. Stayed up late? The hell did that have to do with anything? She didn’t sleep much herself last night, but she was capable of discerning fact from fiction.
"Well, what I’m sayin’ is, unless you’ve got a fuckin’ yacht come ta whisk ya off into the sunset, then yer outta luck. No search parties comin’ out here, no other boats passin’ by. Nothin’." At least, she hadn’t seen any other ships sail past the island. Pretty remote then, it had to be.
Woops, sudden Kyouko aggression. Gives him a little swat aside the head. Nothing too hard, just enough to make her point. “So wake the hell up.” Well, the kindness has reached its extent and can only go downwards from here.
Spinning on the heel of her boot, the redhead whirled to head the other direction, making a quick motion over the shoulder for him to tag along. “Just a high school. A weird-ass place to put a high school, but’s it’s seriously just a school. Some fancy stick-up-their-ass school, probably.” That was a pretty baseless assumption. But let’s roll with it!
"But that makes no sense. Even if there was a school in a place like this, it would have to be accessible. Proof of that is that we're here, or else how would we have even have gotten here?" Part of him is honestly doubting his own sanity - arguing the logic of a dream is about the stupiedst thing he could be doing, right now - but he's not really sure what else to do. There has to be a way out, because he has to go back to A-ya, and that's it. A-ya is so helpless, after all - what would he ever do without him?
His concerns about A-ya are briefly interrupted when the girl swats his head, making him wince a little before loking back at her. Wake the hell up... well, it's not like he's not trying to do just that, and he's not quite sure of how to do just that.
Kyouko's gesturing for him to follow her, though, so he stuffs his hands in his pockets and complies, rolling his shoulders lightly. Act casual. He can figure it out. He's C-ta, after all, he can find out how to get back to where A-ya is.
"So, it's really just like the same thing as every other high school?" Honestly, to end up in this place without A-ya and still not have anything special to it... A-ya would probably think that's boring. "Well, what if we have to go back home, how would that be accomplished? They can't just lock us here forever, right?"
It feels so fake. Saitou wonders how long this boy practices that smile in the mirror.
He shrugs off the unsettling feeling and turns to face the boy instead of standing at a dismissive angle - as if he were about to walk off after making his offhand quip.
"Saitou."
Delve a little deeper and you’ll learn he’s /the/ Saitou Hajime of the Shinsengumi. But that can’t be possible, can it? He should have died over a hundred years ago, assuming the majority of this land’s students are from the turn of the 21st century. Or even Earth. An Earth with a Japan, really.
Saitou looks a little impatient. “Are you okay?”
Ouch, burn. Too bad that C-ta's smiles always came without practice, he's just good with putting on a facade. Aren't you jealous, Saitou? He's just born with it. He doesn't need maybeline, like you.
Also, sadly for you, C-ta's area of expertise is A-ya and anything A-ya might like, not history - that, and he didn't exactly expect a historical figure to be wandering around the halls and sneaking up on him, so the idea that this Saitou might be the Saitou doesn't even cross his mind. Even though he carries a pair of swords at his waist.
Maybe he's a cosplayer.
"It's nice to meet you, Saitou." C-ta greets him in a friendly tone, reluctantly locking the phone's screen and pocketing it. "I'm alright, no need to worry. What about you?"
Not in Kansas anymore; Open
Though at first her eyebrows were arched with curiosity, it took absolutely nothing at all to leave it with an roll of the eyes and a face that read that she’d rather be anywhere else now. Guess she didn’t really expect him to agree with her. People usually don’t agree when they’re insulted, even when it applies. Probably a doormat.
Well, he was kinda right, though. He could be a dead man floating out in the middle of the ocean, getting pecked at by seagulls. Lord knows that’s always fun.
"Ya’d be surprised how many times I’ve heard that." Yeah, like once or twice max. Once from her own mouth. Don’t act elitist.
"Congrats, yer on an island in the middle of the fuckin’ ocean somewhere. No way off unless yer good at swimmin’ or somethin’. And unless you feel like roughin’ it in the woods-" Which, at a point, she had considered- "-then it looks like yer goin’ to school here, too." Woah. That’s kind of a lot to take in at once. Why don’tcha be nice. Reaches into her pocket and pulls out the box of pocky. Aims it in his general direction.
"Want one? It’s gonna be a hell of a long day for ya."
The girl's expression quickly changes to somewhat bored, and C-ta can't tell if that's a good or a bad thing - on one side, he wouldn't have to worry about how to talk to her, but in the other, he'd have to figure out everything by himself, and honestly, this doesn't seem like the best of ideas right now. It still feels like it's nothing more than a dream, but this feels way too real to be just that.
"... An island in the middle of the ocean... and... I'm going to school here." Repeating it feels necessary, as C-ta finds himself staring at the girl and erasing everything he had just thought about this looking too real to be just a dream. A school in the middle of the ocean? There's no way he's not having a really strange dream right now. "... Aah, I shouldn't have stayed up so late..."
There's a noise of something shaking and, looking at her, C-ta smiles out of instinct, giving her a nod as he reaches to take one of the biscuits from the package. Just take deep breaths, wait to wake up.
"A long day? I guess so. It just feels that it's a strange dream, of sorts." C-ta takes a bite from the pocky - it's tasty... A-ya would like those, wouldn't he? Probably. He should get some when he woke up. "What sort of school is this, though? And what do you mean no way off? I mean, if we got here, then there must be a way to get out."

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Oh, good. Saitou wasn’t the only one distressed by his displacement in this bizarre school setting. He felt pity for the boy tapping away at some miniature device, as if that little gadget possessed all of the answers to his questions. Life was never that simple.
Saitou approached without making so much as a sound. He might have made a good ninja considering his speed and stealth, but it was a little too late for a career change now.
"You seem familiar," he claimed, although the images were fuzzy - this was more like déjà vu than anything.
He types on the phone what must be his 15th message to A-ya, his brows furrowed. None of the others sent before, but he still struggles to tell himself that the next one will go through, the next one will reach him, the next one will let him find him. A-ya needs him after all, right? So, C-ta needs to reach him, or what will A-ya do without him?
Suddenly, there's a voice behnid him, startling him and almost making him jump in surprise as he lowers the phone, his eyes wide for a moment before he composes himself. The person that approached him is... familiar, somehow, but strange at once. He's definitely not someone that he can remember.
"... Ah, I don't know, I don't think I've met you before." C-ta says after a moment, giving him a small smile. He needs to get himself together, this is really getting out of hand. "Either way... I'm C-ta, and who are you?"
Day two in this place. He's fallen asleep here, the hours are dragging on, and somehow, he doesn't think that this is a dream, anymore. He hasn't managed to find A-ya anywhere. He's tried calling him, but it said that the number, that C-ta knew by heart, wasn't available.
Somehow, he had managed to restrain himself and only sent a few messages on the phone. They hadn't gone through.
What is going on here?
Not in Kansas anymore; Open
This was a whole lot of fucked up.
Waking up on an island that made your dreams come true only to have them thoroughly dashed with a uniform and a schedule slapped in your face? School. School. Jesus Christ, it’d been a long time.
Looked like it wasn’t just her, though. Newbies wound up here every day, each one a bit more confused then the last one had been. Well, she couldn’t talk, since it wasn’t long ago that she was ditched here. In hindsight, she’d been a lot more worried about filling her stomach than where she actually was at the time.
Now that she was out of that stuffy-ass uniform and back into her street clothes, Kyouko went ahead and took a little detour on the way back to her dorm. Let’s take in the new scenery. Forget about those stupid classes and that stack of homework that she’s not actually gonna do.
Y’know, they really should clean up the beach, look at all that seaweed oh wait it’s moving oh wait that’s a guy.
What, did they just throw him overboard? Well, whatever, let’s give him a warm welcome to our happy fun-time island adventure!
"Ey. You look like shit."
The sound of someone speaking makes his gaze snap up, hope briefly bubbling inside him -- someone talking... maybe he's waking up, and he'll be back home-- however, sadly, that hope only lasts until he registers what the stranger said to him. Apparently, he's still woozy, but that doesn't stop the teen from giving the girl a smile, rubbing the back of his neck almost in embarrassment.
"Haha, I guess so..." So, now, he not only was in a place he didn't know, but he also had to talk to a girl. C-ta feels so awkward when he's trying to hold a conversation with most woman that he just finds himself unsure what to say for the first few moments, brushing the sand off his cardigan before turning back to her. "It could always be worse, though."
Right, he needs to be casual. Even if this is a dream, keeping the casual behavior he always does isn't that difficult and, placing his hands in his pockets, he looks around.
"Where are we, though? This seems like a strange place to wake up in." Wait, he can feel something in his pocket-- is it-- his phone! At least one small victory in this strange dream place.
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Not in Kansas anymore; Open
Something was wrong. His chest hurts, his body feels heavy, breathing feels difficult, and he is definitely not in his bed, nor in his chair. Concern was his first instinct and, his eyes snapping open, he finds himself laying on sand. Sitting up, C-ta looks around, frowning a little - the smell of ocean wasn't a mistake, as right in front of him, is the sea. He's laying on a beach.
"... Huh." There's no sign of his computer anywhere. There's no sign of anything familiar, really. The place seems completely strange, and he doesn't even remember going to the beach in a while - and he definitely didn't live close enough to just wake up sprawled out on it one day.
Pushing himself up, he brushes the sand off his clothes and hair, letting out a sigh. Maybe it's just a strange dream. He'll wake up home soon. He should probably check A-ya once he did...

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C-ta just got here but he's dying due to the lack of A-ya already.
WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?
"Ah... I never thought about it, much, but I guess that it would be nice to go somewhere with A-ya. But... I guess that the place I want to go the most right now?" He stops for a moment, tilting his head lightly.
"I'd really like to go to A-ya's place! His mom makes some really good hamburger steaks, I miss eating them."